BLURT IS A MOTHER TO US ALL

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The picture above shows a woman in the 1950s African milieu saving her child from constipation. She blows some air into the baby's anus and in a bid also lets some saliva into the baby's anus in a bid to save the child from constipation. The sacrifice is enormous, the pains, the joy in doing it as a mother and the satisfaction she derives speaks volumes of the role of mothers in the lives of her children.

What touches me most is the fact that this mother does not count the dirt in the anus of the baby, she doesn't mind. All she wants is that the baby's life is not shortened by the ailment but that the baby grows and becomes successful in all life's endeavors.

Blurt spreads her bossom to gather and unite all blurtians, who as children come together with every form of ailment, poverty, illiteracy, misinformation, stereotypes and forlorn personalities. The joy we all derive from this platform in the sense that we are all saved from poverty, illiteracy, misinformation, stereotypes and forlorn personalities. We become better persons, we are saved from these anoramlies as the baby saved from constipation.

To this this, we must all corporate with the mother just as the child corporates. The process may seem painful, stressful but the rewards are great. Since there are many children we must not consider some above the others but those who are previlaged should help and save others. We have only one mother- BLURT. Just as in a family, we have elders who demand respect, we also have younger ones who demand love and care. This is the dynamics of family and it should be the prototype of our life in blurt.

Long live blurt
Long live our mothers
Long live all blurtians
Happy mother's Sunday.