a peaceful home

Once l visited a neigbours home.  His children were my agemates although we rarely had time to share views because most of my leisure time was spent on outings with my dad.  

The amazing or amusing thing was that when the son was called by his dad, he openly said 'NO'.  I wondered whether l was dreaming or not.  The most agonizing issue was that the father told the son that he was just like a young dog which always things its invited to breast feed when its mother is resting.  The fight broke out immediately.  Being a feaful creature l ran as fast as my febble legs could carry me.  I told my father the nature and source of crisis, my father went directly to that homestead.  He listened to the father grievances and balanced them with the children's.  He called the father to a confidential point and told him how to handle and respect children and how to busy children to elimanate evil minds from them.  From that day henceforth their home is a peaceful one and a conducive place to dwell at and the father realised he was the source of crisis.

Location: Maseno, Kakamega, Kenya