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Hungry Lion Approaches An Abandoned Crying Boy, Then The Unthinkable Happens!

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When a hungry lion approaches an abandoned, crying boy, shivers run down his spine. He knows it’s over for him, but then the unthinkable happens. Kofi, his big sister, and his parents were on a family vacation to the heart of the African Savannah, the famous Maasai Mara National Reserve located in the southwest of Kenya along the Tanzanian border.

Their day started with a game drive around the reserve to familiarize them with their surroundings and experience the magnificent land that hosts various wild animals, including the graceful giraffes, striped zebras, and the majestic lion, the king of the jungle.

Kofi’s heart raced with excitement at the prospect of seeing the wildlife up close. These were not just animals he read about or watched on TV; they were now tangible, breathing beings before his eyes. As the sun’s blaze reduced, their guide informed them that it was the perfect time to explore the open on foot…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

Their day started with a game drive around the reserve to familiarize them with their surroundings and experience the magnificent land that hosts various wild animals, including the graceful giraffes, striped zebras, and the majestic lion, the king of the jungle. Kofi’s heart raced with excitement at the prospect of seeing the wildlife up close. These were not just animals he read about or watched on TV; they were now tangible, breathing beings before his eyes. As the sun’s blaze reduced, their guide informed them that it was the perfect time to explore the open on foot.

 

Kofi relished the idea of wandering through the grassland, feeling a deep connection to nature in every step he took. Kofi and his family saw a picture-perfect view of elephants and giraffes coexisting. From where they were, Kofi’s spirit of adventure was unlocked, and he closed his eyes and ran freely through the grassland. He might have run away from the others because when he opened his eyes, he found himself alone, surrounded by grassland almost as tall as him, rendering him invisible to the others. His first instinct was to yell, “Mom!” He yelled, but the only thing he heard back was his echo through the landscape. He looked around but couldn’t see anyone. All he could see was the endless horizon. He panicked. Where were they?

 

Kofi decided to walk because he thought he might catch up with them. Little did he know, the more he walked, the further he went from his family. Kofi was tired. He had worn his now bare feet sinking into the sun-scorched Earth. His stomach gnawed at him; he was hungry and needed to feed the beast in him. He had no shelter, no refuge from the harsh sun; his only companion was the wind. He thought of the food he had left at the cottage; the more he thought about it, the more he felt hungry.

He started crying. He didn’t know if he was crying because he was hungry or because he was all alone in the middle of nowhere. He remembered a piece of sausage he had kept in his pocket unknowingly and searched for it. As Kofi sat on the open ground, ready to take a bite, he heard it—the low rumble that sent shivers down his spine, the unmistakable sound of a lion’s hunger. He dared not move; his wide eyes scanned the grasslands, seeking the source of the ominous growl, and there it was—the magnificent beast, its golden fur rippling like molten sunlight. In a normal situation, he would have been excited to meet face to face with the king of the jungle, but knowing he was alone, it was not a pleasant sight.

 

The lion stalked forward with silent grace, its tawny coat melding into the sun-drenched grass like a ghostly apparition. Every sinew of its powerful frame exuded a primal aura, sending a chill down Kofi’s spine. His ribs protruded, his eyes sunken in hunger, etched lines into his once majestic face; he was just a mere shadow of the fierce predator he once was. Yet, as he drew closer to the boy, his instincts wed with his desperation as adrenaline surged through his veins.

Kofi’s heart pounded in his chest like a drum of impending doom. In the lion’s predatory gaze, he saw his own fragility laid bare—a tiny speck in the vast expanse of the savannah, at the mercy of a hungry beast. He grabbed a stick, but when he noticed the stick could not protect him, he dropped it and grabbed a stone. He was ready for anything. Hunger gnawed at the lion’s insides, urging him forward; he took another step, his paws sinking into the damp Earth. Kofi knew it was over for him; he was not going to win this fight, not when he was too hungry and on the verge of collapsing. He dropped the stone and surrendered. “Please,” he whispered, “I’m lost and hungry too; all I want is to see my parents. Help me, please.”

 

The lion’s eyes locked onto Kofi, and for a moment, time stood still. But as the second stretched into eternity, something unthinkable happened. As if torn between his primal instincts and the boy’s vulnerability, the lion hesitated. He sniffed Kofi, and something shifted within him; its gaze softened, and Kofi saw not hunger but curiosity.

The boy’s trembling hand reached out as if drawn by an invisible thread; the lion took a cautious step forward, its massive paws sinking into the Earth. Kofi’s breath caught in his throat; he had heard tales of lions, their ferocity, their merciless hunts, but this lion was different, and the fact that he was alive proved it. “Do you know how I can get to my parents?” Kofi whispered, his voice barely audible. The lion tilted its head as if understanding. Its ribs protruded, evidence of its own hunger, yet it did not pounce. Instead, it sat down, its amber eyes never leaving Kofi’s face. This was a miracle, and so an unlikely companionship bloomed.

 

Kofi shared a piece of sausage with the lion, and in return, the lion guided him to the cottages. They walked side by side, and the lion guarded him from other predators while they walked. Kofi’s bond with the lion deepened; he named it Simba, after the ancient film “The Lion King.” They stopped under an acacia tree to rest; Simba would nuzzle Kofi’s cheek, its rough tongue rasping against his skin, and Kofi would laugh, a sound that echoed across the savannah as if defying the harshness of their existence. It was a beautiful yet unusual friendship, but hunger nodded at them both; the lion had to hunt for food, and Kofi knew that he would be left alone once more.

 

As he left, Kofi made Simba promise to return to him. “Promise me that you’ll come back; you need to take me home, remember?” Kofi patted the lion; Simba’s eyes held a solemn promise, and with a final nuzzle, it slipped into the savannah, leaving Kofi with the weight of uncertainty. Would he keep his promise?

 

Kofi was sound asleep when Simba returned, dragging a freshly caught gazelle. Its eyes met Kofi’s, and at that moment, Kofi knew that they were not just boy and lion; they were best friends, a friendship forged by hunger in the fragile threads of empathy. His sister would be jealous. Kofi’s eyes widened as he witnessed the lion’s primal feast, the resounding crunch of bones echoing through the air, the sheer power in the lion’s jaws as it tore into the flesh, sending a shiver down Kofi’s spine, a stark reminder of the untamed savagery within the majestic beast.

 

Kofi had learned to eat raw meat; hunger forced him to adapt. Eating raw meat wasn’t as bad as Kofi thought it would be. After eating, they continued their unlikely journey, the hungry lion and the lost boy, two souls bound by fate, defying the laws of nature in their unlikely companionship. They each found solace, courage, and the unthinkable bond of true friendship. Forgetting about their mission, the two explored the grasslands together; Kofi learned from the king the secrets of survival—survival of the fittest; adapting was the key.

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As they walked side by side, Kofi told the lion about his family and everything about him. “Promise me,” Kofi said, his voice barely audible, “that we’ll always find our way back to each other, no matter where life takes us.” Simba’s rumble was his answer, a promise etched into the very fabric of existence. But fate is fickle, with a little humor, and always hits us when least expected.

 

Moments after the promise, Simba left him for just a while. As soon as he left, a distant roar echoed across the savannah; Kofi’s heart clenched. Another lion arrival had entered their territory, and Simba was not there to protect him. As the other lion got close to Kofi, Simba swiftly came to the rescue; his eyes were fierce. Simba signaled Kofi with a desperate, silent plea. Kofi nodded; he was assured that nothing would happen to him. The lion had proved his loyalty before when he came back with the gazelle in his mouth. Kofi couldn’t believe he was watching everything in actual existence, what he usually saw in a mere documentary back home.

 

The clash was brutal, a battle of teeth and claws. Simba fought with the ferocity of a thousand storms, but the rival lion was relentless. Kofi’s breath caught as Simba staggered, blood staining his fur. Simba was losing the fight; the boy’s tears blurred his vision. He wanted to rush to Simba’s side, to fight alongside him, but he knew he was no match for the rival lion. One step towards them, and he would be gone. This was more than just a cat fight. And then the unthinkable happened.

 

Simba stumbled, his legs giving way. The rival lion’s jaws were on Simba’s thigh. Kofi screamed, a hurtful cry that echoed through the grasslands; all the animals and birds flew away. But fate had other plans. From the shadows emerged a figure, a Maasai draped in red shukas; his eyes held ancient wisdom, and in his hand, he carried a throwing club known as a rungu. The Maasai raised his club, chanting words to the rival lion that Kofi did not understand. The rival lion froze, its eyes wide with terror, and then it turned and fled.

 

Kofi rushed to Simba’s side; the lion’s breath was labored, his eyes dimming. “Why?” Kofi whispered, “Why did you risk your life for me?” Simba’s gaze held a lot of emotions; he gave a slight roar. Kofi hugged him, crying. The nomad knelt beside him, his touch gentle. “We have to go,” the nomad said, “your family is waiting for you.”

Kofi did not want to leave the lion alone; he held on to Simba. “No, I’m not leaving him; he needs me,” Kofi cried. “We will call the rangers; they will carry him to a vet,” the nomad said reassuringly. Simba gazed at Kofi; he knew it was time for Kofi to return to his people. He did not speak, but the silent eye contact said everything he needed to tell him. This assured Kofi that he would be okay. “Don’t forget our promise, okay?” Simba blinked as the sunset approached. Kofi whispered his farewell; the lion watched him go, his heart heavy yet grateful. The little boy had shown him love, the kind that transcends boundaries; he will forever remember him.

 

The Maasai scooped up the exhausted little boy and carried him into the savannah, towards the cottages. On their way home, Kofi was half-asleep but still curious to ask about the chant. “What is that chant you made? The other lion was so afraid and just left,” Kofi asked. The Maasai explained that it was a chant to remind the lion that he was not the leader of the pride and needed to show respect to the true king of the savannah. He went on to explain that only one lion can be the leader of the pride, and the other lions must respect the leader.

 

When Kofi’s family saw him, they all ran to him; they had been worried when they couldn’t find him anywhere. They had immediately informed the rangers of Kofi’s disappearance, and they started a search around the savannah, hoping they would find him alive. They remained in the cottage and waited for news about Kofi, afraid to lose anyone else along the way.

They feared he had been attacked by the lion and might not be safe. Upon handing over Kofi to his mother, the Maasai said, “I found him lying perfectly still under a tree; I thought he was dead, but he is just very dehydrated from being out in the sun for too long. He will need to rest and drink plenty of water to recover fully.” Kofi, barely able to keep his eyes open, was happy to see his family, yet he did not miss the opportunity to remind them to inform the rangers about Simba. The Maasai nodded and left.

 

The next day, Kofi gathered his family together to tell them of all the adventures he went through with the lion. He started the story with how he got separated from them, how the Maasai came to their rescue, and how the other lion left. His family looked at him as if he were insane. “Are you saying that the lion didn’t eat you but your sausage instead?” his sister asked. He knew it sounded unbelievable. “I would like to see the lion for myself,” his sister said.

When it was time for the family to go back to their country, Kofi started to drive into the grassland one more time, in the hope of seeing his Simba one more time and to say goodbye to him. “There he is!” Kofi shouted, pointing to the acacia tree where he and Simba rested. His family, still skeptical of the boy’s recollection of the events, watched in amazement as the huge lion emerged from the tall grass and approached them. He then came to a halt and simply looked at the visitors from a distance in a very curious way.

When Kofi saw Simba, he wanted to run to him and hug him, but the guide stopped him; it was time to go. As they climbed back on the Land Rover, Simba watched Kofi from a distance, his tail swaying like a pendulum. And in that moment, Kofi understood the bond they had forged was not limited by flesh or fur. Even if no one believed what happened, their meeting transcended time and space; it was a connection that would last forever.

Kofi waved his hand to say goodbye. In a soft voice, he whispered, “Thank you” to the lion. And just as they drove away, and no one but Kofi was looking, the lion dipped its head, expressing gratitude and understanding through his eyes. And then he turned, disappearing into the grass, leaving Kofi with a heart full of wonder. He carried the memory of the lion, the hungry, compassionate creature who had saved him. He made sure he left the Maasai Mara National Reserve with a carved wooden figure of a lion to remind him of his promise to the lion.

 

What did you think of the story? Was Kofi’s heartwarming experience a dream, or do you think it really happened? Do you have stories that show great bonds between humans and animals? Share with us in the comment section below.

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Woman mourned the death of her husband at his funeral ‘only to find him at her doorstep 4 days later’!

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The unfortunate woman, Victoria, told local news outlets that she ended the year with a tragedy. During a visit to the local hospital, she was told by hospital staff that her husband, Julio, passed away from c0ronavirus.

She reportedly identified the body that she was shown in the hospital morgue, after which the medical staff released the corpse to the grieving wife.

Making arrangements to pay the last respects to her husband, Victoria, arranged to have Julio’s body be taken 30 miles away from the hospital to her village in Honduras.

She then spent one entire night surrounded by distressed relatives as they had an all-night wake before his final burial the next day…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

On the day of the funeral, Julio’s children saw the open coffin and found something amiss. They took a look at the body and wondered whether it was really that of their father’s.

But despite their doubts, the relatives reportedly went ahead with the ceremony and the man was laid to rest in a funeral that Victoria spent more than $430.

In the days that followed, Victoria continued grieving for her husband until, out of nowhere, she saw Julio himself arrive back at their house on the fourth day since the funeral was held.

“That wasn’t my husband who died, because I have my husband here now. I recognised him,” the wife said, as quoted by the Daily Mail.

It was only after her husband returned home that Victoria discovered he had been missing for a few days because he went for a walk and fell over at a spot in the neighboring municipality.

Unable to get up, the man spent several days there, surviving without anything to drink or eat. He was later found injured in a field before his return home. Although her husband was back, it also meant that she buried a complete stranger in her village and her family has no idea who they were grieving for. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

“I would like them to give me back some of what I spent, because they gave me the body of someone I don’t know,” Victoria shared.

“The authorities at the morgue should have properly examined him to see if it was really him.”

But on the other hand, the hospital said that the wife was to blame for misidentifying the man as her husband. They confirmed that the man arrived with Covid-19, and because of his serious condition, he didn’t survive in the hospital for more than a few hours.

The hospital staff had a look at the picture Victoria was carrying of her husband, and they found him to resemble the body of the man in the morgue. In addition to this, Victoria herself recognized the body at the time as that of her husband’s.

The hospital director reportedly said, “The logical thing was to bring the body back so we could investigate.

But later the relatives called back and said he was the right person after all and they were going to bury him.

We have everything documented. We even have an apology from one of the children, if this becomes a lawsuit.”

 

 

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A Girl Rushed Out Of McDonald’s Bathroom Crying, Then Her Mom Saw Something Wrong On Her Legs

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The restaurant was packed with hungry customers busy eating at their tables when the customers’ attention shifted to a four-year-old girl named Kayla running towards her mom. Kayla’s face was filled with tears, and she was hysterically crying when she reached her mom’s arm. While Kayla’s mom, Nicole, was comforting her daughter, she asked her daughter what was wrong. Kayla was still crying and couldn’t speak; she continued sobbing like she was in deep pain. That was when Nicole started scanning her daughter’s body and saw what was wrong.

There was something on Kayla’s leg. Hello, wonderful people! I’m Jamie Buck from Wonderbot, and here is a story about a girl who rushed out of a McDonald’s bathroom crying. Then her mom saw something wrong on her legs. Before we begin, make sure you smash the like button, subscribe to our channel, and click the notification bell for more amazing videos…Click Here To Continue Reading>> …Click Here To Continue Reading>>

 

It was during New Year’s Day when Nicole and her daughter Kayla decided to spend their day at the park and buy some food at McDonald’s. It was Kayla’s favorite fast food. The two were so excited to spend time together and bond at the park. While Nicole was closing their front door, she turned to Kayla and asked her if she was ready to have fun. Kayla nodded her head with excitement, having no idea what was about to come to them.

When Nicole and Kayla arrived at the park, the piercing sun was shimmering down on them. It was a perfect bright day to spend at the park. Kayla immediately ran towards the roundabout and asked her mom to spin her. You could hear Kayla’s giggle throughout the playground while her mom was spinning her. Nicole’s phone started ringing, and she turned around to answer the call while Kayla got off the roundabout to go to the slides.

While Nicole was busy talking on her phone, she suddenly heard a scream. Nicole quickly ended her call when she realized it was Kayla. The moment Nicole got off the phone, she turned around to find Kayla had fallen from the slide and scratched her head. She was so worried about what had happened and continued comforting her daughter while she was sobbing. After a while, when Kayla had finally calmed down, she asked her mom if she could get food already.

Nicole immediately stood up and told her daughter, “Yes, of course, dear.” The two left the park and drove off to the nearest McDonald’s, which was about 10 minutes away from where they were. Little did Nicole know that it would have been better if they just ate somewhere else. When Nicole and Kayla arrived at McDonald’s and walked into the restaurant, they noticed that the place was filled with people. Nicole’s attention was caught by a group of teenagers that were seated in the corner of the restaurant.

The group was listening to music while sipping on their soda. Two of the teenagers suddenly turned their look at Nicole and her daughter and sniggered. What could those two be thinking? It was mentioned earlier the restaurant was packed, so it’s no surprise that the line was long too. After what seemed like forever standing in line, it was finally Nicole’s turn to order.

While she was ordering their food, she asked Kayla to sit at the table in the corner and wait there while she was ordering food. Kayla politely followed her mom’s instructions and sat at the table while watching a video on YouTube on her mom’s phone. But then suddenly, a scream was heard throughout the restaurant. A scream came from the teenager that was sitting in the corner of the restaurant. The group started a fight and were yelling at each other.

Nicole immediately walked over to Kayla and comforted her, trying to drive her attention away from the battle by making her watch YouTube videos. Staff from the restaurant quickly went to the group to break up the fight and kick them out of the place. While the group was kicked out, two teenage girls from the circle were still sitting at the table. It was finally time to eat. The smell of burgers and fries lingered in the air as Nicole and Kayla started digging into their well-deserved lunch.

Kayla was eating a Happy Meal while Nicole was eating her chicken burger and some fries. In the middle of their mealtime, Kayla suddenly looked at her mom with a stern but innocent look. “Mommy, I need to use the toilet,” Kayla whispered as she finished the last bite of her cheeseburger. Kayla wiped her hands and got up to go to the toilet. When she walked over, she noticed the lock was shut.

There must be someone in there, she thought. She looked back at her mom, who smiled at her. Suddenly, she heard something. It was coming from inside the toilet. Giggles and laughs could be heard while Kayla was patiently waiting outside the toilet. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

After a couple of minutes remaining, the door opened, and the two teenage girls from earlier went out of the bathroom together with a smirk on their faces. Nicole was intimidated by the girls as she watched them walk past Kayla. Nicole then signaled her daughter to enter the toilet and assured Kayla that she’ll stay outside and wait for her. While Nicole was patiently waiting for Kayla at her table, she heard a scream coming from the toilet. “Mom!

Kayla screamed while running out of the bathroom with tears streaming down her face. Nicole immediately stood up from her seat, not minding her bag that fell onto the floor. As a mother, one thing that you never want to hear is the sound of your kid screaming. Kayla ran into her mom’s arms, sobbing. In the toilet, she says, Nicole immediately went to the toilet to check what was wrong.

She scanned the whole room and thought there was nothing wrong there, so she continued studying to see what could be the reason behind her daughter’s outburst. She saw that there were a few toilet paper rolls rolled out on the floor, and the faucet was dripping. Nicole checked the toilet seat, and that is when she figured the reason for her child’s outburst. When she went to the toilet seat, she noticed that it looked like the chair was covered with a white sticky substance. But as Nicole got closer to inspect, she realized that it was glue.

The toilet seat was smothered with super glue. She then realized that someone did this on purpose. Nicole stormed out of the toilet while her heart was pounding and yelled to call the manager and all employees in the restaurant. Nicole went over to her daughter, who was still crying and yelling in pain. She checked on Kayla to see what was wrong and saw that her daughter’s skin was peeled off at the back of her legs.

While Kayla was still crying in her mother’s arms, Kayla was terrified of what happened, and her mother was furious. Nicole yelled out for help in the crowd while stopping her tears from falling out of her eyes. Joanna, the assistant manager at McDonald’s, thought that she had seen it all, from small fights over a Big Mac to a drunk customer and misbehaving teens. She was trained and was already used to handling heated situations. She knew what to do to solve problems, but in her 15 years in the industry, it was the first time to see and experience something like this.

She had never seen anything like this. The moment Nicole asked for help, Joanna and her co-employees all gathered around Kayla and provided medical assistance. The staff helped in cleaning the wound and bandaging her up while Kayla was crying in her mom’s chest. After that, Nicole decided to go to the nearest hospital, so she called a family member to come and get them. But the assistance that was given to them was not enough for Nicole.

She knew that there was something that she needed to do. Nicole took the matter to her social media account and shared on her personal Facebook what happened, hoping that this would bring the pranksters to justice. On her post, Nicole wrote, “To the two young blonde girls that thought it would be hilarious to put super glue on the disabled and baby changing toilet in McDonald’s, I just want you to know that I still have to console my four-year-old daughter who was unfortunate enough to use the toilet after your little prank. She is hoping that the two teenage girls who played the prank on her daughter would be found and punished. Kayla is just an innocent little girl and does not deserve all of this.

After some investigations, the two teenage girls were finally found and were interviewed by the police officers. The two girls immediately admitted what they did and sincerely apologized to Nicole and Kayla. The two girls said they were regretting what they did and that it was a prank gone wrong. But was the apology enough for Nicole and daughter Kayla? Imagine Kayla, a four-year-old who would have to live her life with this terrible memory marked in her mind.

After hearing that the police had taken appropriate action against the two teenage girls, Nicole felt relieved. It’s been weeks since the incident happened, and the things that happened that day are still fresh in her mind. She watches as her daughter peacefully plays with her dolls. Some justice finally, she thought to herself. She takes a sip of her cup of coffee before smiling to herself and watching her brave daughter playing.

Such a story right? This story just proves to show that pranks can be a fun way to trick your friends, but it can result in a bad scenario. Hopefully, Nicole and Kayla’s experience will remind those people who love doing pranks and tricks on their friends to think twice about the people they would upset all for the sake of a laugh. So next time you want to play a prank on someone, make sure to think about it first and that no one will get hurt.

 

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The bus driver picked up the children early in the morning as usual, and the parents found out they were not at school

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Black ice (a thin layer of new ice on a road) is dangerous. If you have ever tried to walk or ride it then you know.

This is why the parents of Shelby County were not surprised when they were informed that school would start late because they had to wait for the ice on the road to melt.

Unfortunately, bus driver Wayne Price did not receive the message on time. He had already collected all the children, and knew that returning them to their homes
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Instead of parking the bus and letting the kids play on the smartphone for two hours, he knew he needed to do something to keep them busy.

His actions may not have been according to the book, but they also did not surprise elementary school principals in Montevallo, Alabama.

Understand, they know Wayne. They know he is capable of doing such a ‘trick’.

But the children did not know what to expect. When they stopped at a local McDonald’s branch they must have wondered if Wayne had lost it. READ FULL STORY HERE>>>CLICK HERE TO CONTINUE READING>>>

Turns out he just wanted to buy all the kids breakfast, and paid for everyone’s breakfast instead of the breakfast they were supposed to eat at school.

To put things in perspective, there were between 40 and 50 kids on Wayne’s bus, so you can imagine how much the bill came out. School principals responded to the
gesture on Facebook and wrote: “Mr. Price, one of our bus drivers, really demonstrated the holiday spirit! On Tuesday, when school started late because of ice on the
road and we could not serve breakfast, he bought breakfast at McDonalds for all the kids who were on the bus! What a wonderful gesture that the students will
remember forever!”

After hearing every good deed of the bus driver, people from all over the world flooded Wayne with messages of support and encouragement.

What a beautiful thing to do, and what a wonderful way to do above and beyond for kids who he so obviously care about!

If you think Wayne Price’s deed is commendable, share the article with your friends and family!

 

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