It was raining heavily like cats and dogs, thunder and lightning flashes in the skies as a baby was been born in a small clinic down the streets of Whitlands.
The young beautiful woman who was struggling in delivering a baby was lossing much blood. In a few minutes later, she gave birth to a bouncing baby boy. She takes one look at her baby, takes a deep breath and she passes away.
In the morning, an old woman was heading to the market through the shortcut roads when she heard a baby crying. She traced the sound of the baby and to her surprise,she found the poor baby next to a trash bin, in an old newspaper box, wrapped with a sheet of the papers. ''Oh dear God, who brought you here'', she said. She took the baby to the orphanage
. At the gate, she met one of the houseparents standing next to the entrance.
🧓; Good morning Mary?
👩; Good morning Mama Jane. Thought you're going to the market. Oh my goodness![🙀] Is that a baby?
🧓; I was on my way when I saw this little fella left alone in a box....I think he's abandoned. Poor little boy, he must have spent the night there.
👩; Can I...? [Stretchew her hands for the baby]
🧓; Oh yes, here you go. You should give him food, he must be hungry.
👩; I'll get food right away.
🧓; Well I'm off again to the market.
👩; Mama Jane what about the baby 😳?
🧓; Well, take care of him.
👩;But Mr. Lutherford...
🧓; Oh don't worry my dear, I'm sure he'll understand.☺️
👩; Okay bye! Come back soon
[Raining and night]
Bang!! Bang!! [Knockings on door]
👩; Coming! [Opens the door and sees Jane drench] Oh dear, you'll all drench. What took you so long?
🧓; Don't worry about me, how is the baby?
👩; Sleeping.
🧓; You know, I pick up a few things for him from the market.
👩; Those are nice clothes, that's nice of you.
🙎; Mama Jane, what's going on here?
[Sarah, another houseparent and she was just told this afternoon that a new baby was in of which she didn't like the news]
🧓; What?
🙎;The new baby, you know how hard it's here, we can't afford to have another one🤨?
🧓; I know my child but I couldn't bear leaving him out there alone.
👩; Actually I would have done the same thing if I was in Mama Jane's shoes😏.
🙎; Fine, what are you going to do when Mr. Lutherford comes back? You know how pissed off he will be.
🧓; Yes, Mr. Lutherford seems to be the only problem 🤔.
🙎; Look, shouldn't we call the police or something?
🧓; Trust me my dear, they'll bring him here back to us.
🙎; Hmmm...[arms folded]
👩; Oh come on Sarah, what difference does that make, having one more baby taken care of. We can rise him together. It will be fun.
🙎; Okay fine, but count me out when Mr. Lutherford is in, I surely don't want to lose my job.
👩; 🤣K.
🧓; Good, but there is one more thing left to do. His name.
👩; I don't think he was named, he is young.
🧓; Well he has a name now.
🙎; Which is?
🧓; Newton.