And then you swallow the eggs of these parasites too.
• Ascaris lumbricoides( roundworm).
• Strongyloides stercoralis
• Ancylostoma duodenale
• Necator americanus
• Paragonimus westermani
Of all the parasites Ascaris, Strongyloides, and the hookworms are the parasites whose life cycle involves migration through the lungs and subsequent swallowing to reach the intestines where they reproduce.
A friend messaged me saying she was craving ice cream and pie. The total cost was just ₦4,000.
The funny thing was that I didn't even have ₦5 to my name at the time. So I replied with a well-written epistle explaining my financial situation, while adding that anything could happen before the day ended.
Since I was broke, I called my mum and told her. She sent me ₦2,500. Being the sweet boy that I am, I told the girl I could give her ₦1,500 so she can find the remaining, while I held on to ₦1,000 to survive. She replied that I shouldn't worry and that she would sort herself out.
Then, in a surprising twist, my dad sent me ₦30,000 almost immediately to fix my phone. I was excited when I saw the alert.
I quickly went back to message her, only to discover that she had blocked me on WhatsApp.
What a crazy day.
I honestly felt bad that I couldn't provide for her at that moment. But at the same time, I'm not the type of person who likes stretching myself beyond my means just to satisfy others.
6 men.
6 machetes.
37 sleeping orphans.
1 man with a hammer and 11 stitches later.
Let’s rewind and set the scene.
It’s January 2012 and we are in Ngong, a town just outside the bustling perimeter
of Nairobi, Kenya. There is a small sanctuary here called the Faraja Children’s
Home.
It’s run by a woman named Martha Bosire, who cared for 37 abandoned and orphaned
kids. They were helpless, poor, and highly vulnerable.
For weeks, local thieves had been tormenting the home. Break-ins were becoming
routine since the property didn’t have a massive security budget or fancy alarm
systems.
What it did have, however, was Martha’s 24-year-old son: ANTHONY OMARI.
Omari had already proven he was built entirely different. The orphanage had been hit by thieves several times before, and each time he had met them with the same hammer he kept beneath his bed. On one occasion, he even threw it across the room at a fleeing intruder..
But the night of January 23 was different.
Deep in the middle of the night, while all 37 children were fast asleep in their
beds, the home was breached again.
This time, between 3 and 6 grown men slipped into the darkness. And they didn't
just come to steal. They came heavily armed with 'PANGAS' (large, brutal Kenyan
machetes).
The gang knew who the only threat in the building was. So they crept directly
into Anthony Omari’s bedroom. Omari woke up in pitch blackness while men with machetes were standing over him.
In a situation that would paralyze 90% of human beings, Omari’s protective
instincts ignited. He slid his hand under his bed, gripped the cold wooden handle of his trusty hammer, and swung for his life.
Omari was outnumbered 6-to-1. The reach of a machete is double that of a hammer,
but Omari made up the difference with sheer ferocity.
He didn't just defend himself, he attacked. Screaming at the top of his lungs to
alert the orphans and terrify the intruders, Omari swung his hammer wildly as he unleashed a one-man war in the darkness.
Against all odds, the gang of armed men panicked. Bleeding and battered, they
began to retreat toward the exit.
But in a fight with machetes, miracles rarely go unpaid.
As Omari turned his back on the retreating cowards to sprint toward the screaming, terrified orphans to get them locked safely inside a reinforced room... one of the attackers lunged.
SLASH.
The steel blade of a machete connected directly with Omari's face and the heavy
blow violently split him open from the middle of his forehead straight down through his cheek to his upper lip.
He was instantly soaked in his own blood.
Any normal man would have dropped dead or collapsed from the sheer shock.
But Omari literally swallowed his pain. He refused to go down until his mission
was done. Pouring blood onto the floor, his vision blurred, he still managed to
grab the hysterical children, force them into the safe room, and completely secure the lock.
Only when he knew the orphans were impenetrable... did his body finally give
out, and he collapsed.
Hours later, Omari woke up in a stark white hospital bed. It took 11 stitches to close the horrifying gorge down the center of his face,
leaving a permanent, jagged "zipper" scar.
But this is where the story actually gets incredible. A photo of his stitched face hit the internet, and a college student saw it and
posted Omari's incredible tale on Reddit.
The internet lost its absolute mind.
In a matter of days, people around the globe pooled their money together and
donated over $80,000 to the Faraja Children's Home.
Today, Anthony Omari still wears that scar.
"If you don't want my wife to hear, don't tell me ooo"
AVOID men like this. You go think say na play. It is funny that they think they are being cute and romantic. Proper mumu