I had to work with an elder in FS today. There was no way out.
This elder is from Africa somewhere, right off the boat. How do they view children?
So, this 'brother' and I took along his 8 year old son. We will call the elder Brother B. Or Bro B for short.
So, Bro B knocks on the door like a little girl. As I watched him, I thought 'buddy your son can knock much harder than that'.
He waited about ten seconds and turns to leave. This was his modus operandi. Door after door.
Finally, after a householder told us to get lost, he put his 8 year old son out front. He forced the kid in front of the door.
The poor kid was squirming. Now, Bro B knocks for his son and he bangs real hard.
I thought, so he knows how to knock after all...!
The guy comes to the door and Bro B looks down and to the right. Bro B doesn't want to face the householder.
The householder asks what we want, and Bro B stays silent, looking down and to the right. His kid, who is naturally quiet, doesn't even talk to me, never mind strangers. Of course the boy stands there paralyzed.
Awkward silence.
Finally, Bro B answers in a lame fashion, not even raising his eyes as he stares down at the porch to his right.
The householder says "we are too busy" and Bro B turns to run. Leaves his boy standing there.
This SOB coward used his son like that for the next three doors.
My heart sank. I thought of the days when my own son was that old, and how protective i was of him. I made sure he never had to face any of that kind of garbage. I kept him out of the way. Protected.
I stopped service right there. I had no choice. I had an attack and I had to medicate.
In the car, I had choice words for Bro B as I headed home to get medicated.
You can guess what I called Bro B.