Good question, "what would I like to see in the end". I'd just like to know how it all happened. My parents were recruited to NTM 40 years ago by a two affable, seemingly credible gentleman. I was about 10 and remember the first year of missionary training as raising alarm bells. The censorship, the raids on homes looking for illicit reading material e.t.c., and the making public of such "offences". Then there was the gap between staff and their children who lived in nice homes and the students and their children who lived in one largish room (divided by walls that didn't go to the ceiling) with no running water or ablution facilities. Eventually we progressed to "the mission field" and life became even more bizzare. My parents end up doing the jobs that no one else wants, because as George Orwell said "some are just more equal than most". My parents end up as dorm parents for the dysfuntional rejects as no one else wants them. I end up sharing a room with the school bully who keeps a rifle smuggled into the country, but lived to tell the tale. The school principal rambles on continuously about people with dark coloured skin not being equal to the rest of us and I'm thinking, "why exactly are you in a third world country with lots of people with dark coloured skin in the first place"? Then I put my foot in it by questioning this nonsense and bingo I've got a problem for questioning authority and the abuse goes up a gear. My father goes into bat for me and gets told that "every school has someone who is at the bottom of the pecking order and your son is it, so get used to it". Eventually I get back to normal society (the one that we were lead to believe was corrupt, evil, full of paedophiles and deviants, but that was another lie) and life turns out not to bad. I deal with the nonsense of my teenage years with time and a sense of humour. So what do I want to see happen now? It was 30 years since I left "the mission field", no doubt some of the abusers are dead, a few will be demented and the rest will hopefully get what they deserve or reflect on their misdemeanours and attempt to rectify them. Meantime I'll be good and tell the truth as always.
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