Bamako : Le quartier de N’golonina sous l’emprise d’eau

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A N’golonina, secteur de Niarela, en commune II du district de Bamako, plusieurs ménages sont envahis par l’eau du fleuve qui ne cesse de monter jour après jour. Le quartier est carrément sous l’emprise d’eau laissant les populations dans une situation de détresse.

Si le Mali vit une catastrophe nationale, le quartier de N’golonina peut confirmer les faits. Chaque matin, de nouveaux ménages s’enlisent dans l’eau. Déjà, plusieurs familles ont déménagé sous la pression de l’eau mais plusieurs autres restent sous la menace directe n’ayant pas les moyens d’aller ailleurs.

Cette situation dramatique touche une centaine de familles qui vivent désormais dans l’angoisse au quotidien. « Ces images que vous voyez ne sont rien, comparées au calvaire que vivent les populations au quotidien. L’eau a envahi presque tous le quartier », nous confie Boubacar Kaba, un jeune du quartier.

Ce n’est pas tout, selon Kaba, des animaux dangereux rôdent dans le quartier suivant la trace de l’eau. Il s’agit, surtout, des serpents et des crocodiles.

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  12. Daddy was furious as I could hear his deep breath. He sat down on the bench by the door. I was looking down afraid he was going to kick my ass. He lifted my head from my chin using the tip of his loafer where I can smell that smelly sheer socks he has been worn all day. Just when our eyes met, a big stinky manly wad landed on my face. Then I felt a big rough hand rubbing the spit all over my face. I heard the daddy say, “ next time remember what I told you exactly, I don’t want this to happen again, you hear me? I paused and said, “ yeeee…”. Before I finished the sentence, another spit and a big slap on me. “ when I told you something you must say yes. There is no room for you to argue or think, understood?” He said in a deep and firm tone. “ yes sir”. Without missing a beep I said it. “good boy, your night is just about to start.” He gulps once as his dad mounts more pressure on his balls. Squeezing them.

  13. “Thinkin’ ‘bout it.” He answers. “I want to show the world that I am a man, like you. Father.” “Yes, sir.” He says as he straightens up, standing erect as his member pulses to life between his legs, and in his father’s right hand, which are firmly locked on his balls. “Yes, sir, I do.”

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