I was recently sent an article by a friend. It instantly caught my attention because it was about Oscar Pistorius. And like most people, I am drawn to that tragedy. Isn’t that an awful thing to have to admit? Oscar Pistorius, the Blade Runner, shot four times through the bathroom door and killed his girlfriend,
I remember as a child being shut in my room and being told: “You can stay there until you are prepared to come out and say you are sorry !” Mutter…mutter…it wasn’t my fault! How was I to know that Patrick’s silkworms would die just because I hid them