My fàther survived a mild heart attack. He collàpsed two weeks ago in the Bathroom. That God it was at home. I laid a compliañt against my ex-Ugandan employer at CCMA. This man called my dad and abused him from head to toe how and why he couldnt stop me yet he helped him... But injustice was done to me. My father was not there. Those who know my dad, he is such a gentleman. A man who doesnt fight, a peace maker. Now my dad is sick after this man abusing him. Why do rich people think they can treat people like toilet paper Jesse spent the night crying. He lost his father. He cannot imagine losing the only male-figure he knows. I keep telling my dad he has to live until 90yrs. At least until Jesse sees him aile and aile. I called my dad and told him he has to push.. we cannot lose a father, grandfather and friend. Even though we called home, we are afraid my dad may pass on( I watch alot of Dr. G medical examination). We cannot sleep...we are just crying.. My Jesse is crying. I am crying because he is crying. And he cries because I am crying. CCMA is a place where disputes are settled. Its normal for employees and employers to lay grievances. The case can go either way. My family was against me going to CCMA. But now this man abused my father. My father is sick. But Why do rich men think they can do anything to the poor?
Posted on: Thu, 22 Jan 2015 01:00:27 +0000
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