Unchain Your Children to Greatness

By George Gitau

Secret out: Why super parents are unchaining and setting free their children at an early age?
The era of formal education to formal employment is over.

Three boys, the same age, same neighbourhood, but chained to different cells. Cell one became multi-billionaire,
 cell two turned into a murderer, sentenced to death and the third cell rose to a doctor.
 
   The approach used by the old woman to mould her grandson to success and method her neighbour used to turn her son into a murderer.

• Language: English
• Publisher: George Gitau
• Release date: Aug 29, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393259725

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Unchain Your Children to Greatness: Nurture and Set Me Free.

George Gitau

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places,

events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author’s

imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to

actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Copyright © 2019 by Gitau George.

All Rights Reserved.

No part of this book may be used or reproduced by any means,

graphic, electronic, or mechanical, including photocopying, taping,

recording or by any information storage retrieval system without

the written permission of the publisher except in the case of brief

quotations embodied in critical articles and reviews.

First edition August 2019

Table of Contents

Chapter One

Yes, my dear, sweetened with honey."

Chapter TWO

A light of the world"

Chapter Three

"Hey, Martha,

Chapter Four

Morning,

What? Fr. Anita please proceed.

Chapter One

Ivan, take a hoe and a spade! Dig two holes up to 1.5 m wide, 3 feet deep, near the main road, she said.

But grandma, I can’t do it. I have never done it before. In town, we are not used to dirty jobs. They are tiresome, he replied.

Okay, just walk to that grave of your grand pa over there and tell him what you have uttered. If he accepts, well and good for you. I will serve you a hot cup of coffee and a cake. If he doesn’t, just pick the spade and a hoe and do what I have ordered you to do. Moreover, in this family we don’t use such words; I can’t do it, I won’t do it, it is hard for me...we don’t magnify our predicament. It is punishable. Ask how you can do it....how you will do it....I am doing it...I am bigger than my obstacles.

Hurriedly, he walked to the graveyard. Furious and gasping for air, as twin tears streamed down the cheeks...Only to be meant by a cross, a date of birth, death date below beautifully written words on a white cross. Beautiful flowers on the graveyard as a sign of continuity, about turn, into the store, pick up the spade, the hoe and a black cap.

Late in the afternoon, the little lad was sweating blood as he shrugged off the black cotton soil when a sleek black sports utility vehicle came

Hi, little champ, you are really an ant. You have done all this by yourself! He said, as he threw a quick glimpse inside the holes

At the far angle, the only item on the menu for Kyle, his sister and his big beautiful mother was quick glances at Ivan and Mr. David through their rolled down tinted windows while holding cans of energy drinks.

I am impressed by you little stallion he uttered. From his pocket shirt, he handed over a hundred yen note to Ivan as a tip for work well done.

Thank you, Mr. David for your kindness, he said as he carefully folded the note and tacked it into the side pocket of his short.

A new crop of an idea gestated in his sharp mind, he quickly mopped up the work, placed the hoe, the spade and a pair of shoes on his right shoulder. After a quick shower, the little man in the town was ready to roll. Straight to the Z.t mall, on the left far corner. "FAST FOOD CENTRE. Placed an order of his favorite; red passion juice, big sweetened heart-shaped cake, a cup of vanilla ice cream, ten chocolate chewing gums, spices to spice up the appetite in him. All wrapped in multiple soft white papers then put in a big blue paper bag. What a day! What a pay! What an end! Later in the night, impressed by the work well executed, his grandmother prepared a whole grain brown rice, mashed boiled potatoes and two cups of black herbal tea.

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Secretly, he dumped the food in the dustbin, splashed the bitter herbal tea over the fence. Quietly, he got into his room and closed door slowly. What a date! He mesmerized as he pulled the blue paper bag from under the bed. "Knock! Knock! Knock! A quick knock at the door. Without warning, grandma stormed in. Seconds later, she disappeared. Minutes later, she resurfaced armed with a black rope and a big cooking stick. Without time to contemplate what was happening, the boy was log tied. Suddenly, heavy and deafening sounds of sticks were heard as they landed on him heavily.

"Please mum, come to my rescue, I am going to die, what have I done?uuui uuui, aaa aaa,wuuuuuuuu, woi woi woi!.What did I do?

Why are you doing this to me? Where is my mother? I can’t bear with this anymore! You are such an inhuman person. You are not my grandmother anymore!" Two hours later, the little man was untied.

I am not going to take that food away, but, dare you to touch it because the hell will light up tonight. That is my breakfast! she shouted

In the morning, only sugarless green tea was available.

Ivan, remain behind, madam Tel said after releasing the rest of pupils. Ivan, what happened to you? Your body is full of bruises and your face is swollen. Who did this to you? she asked.

My vicious grandmother did this to me for a reason I didn’t take her food.

Mm, why did you do that? she asked.

"I had my favorite cookies, fries, and thirst-quenching juice. That