The missionary position
Hi, my name is Jon. Flying from England to Ghana, shortly due to land at Accra.
I was at St Edmunds College in Cambridge before they sent me out here.
The previous missionary, a red-headed Spaniard, has had to go back to England with severe skin cancer. I am his replacement in a village with a hospital up near the border with Burkina Faso. This is my story.
The bus into Accra then another bus to the village.
I have been warned … at the bus station numerous children looking for “any money Father?”
“Yes, but it’s not mine.”
- Category: True Stories Told As Fiction
5 comments add one below
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Christopher almost 2 years ago
Interesting opening to a series. And I see it's a true story, which makes it even more interesting.
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Richard Hunt almost 2 years ago
Yes, both Jon - of whom more later - and Raf. (Raphael) whom he replaced are friends of mine. This is a simple short story of Jon’s experiences as recounted to me whenever he came back to Cambridge.
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Christopher almost 2 years ago
Looking forward to it.
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VerityAlways over 1 year ago
Intriguing! I hope to continue reading
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Neville Hunt over 1 year ago
I guessed they might be mates of yours, Richard. Something tells me this might be a harrowing journey though.
