Special needs, journeys and lots more (..continued)
Little boy of three, with cares so free, aiming for a life up in the tree, Because I was born to be free. Young Man of Fifteen, Not as active as other teens, See, my voice is locked up in a tin, I am a child with a Special Need, Autism is not a disease, I live inside my mind with ease, But y'all look at me with unease, I was not bewitched, I am a Special Person. Accept me as I am, I have accepted myself. (c) Okunga July2014 .................................. We continue our Journey to DXB (the free Arab destination). Our boarding call finally came through and by then I had been feasted on by all manner of mosquitoes, cold and hunger so I was so ready to move. Tried buying a chocolate bar, but I couldn't. The Uganda Shillings I had on me were not enough to be changed to Kenyan currency and oh no, I didn't wanna touch the USD I had on me. There was a long shopping list attached to that currency. In the wake of terrorist attacks, I was wary of four guys all dressed in Mos...