I stumbled on the story below from one of the WHATSAPP Groups I belong, I thought it important to share it with all our readers, probably, it could make some or little impact.

 

It is the story of the dilemma a typical policeman faces daily in Nigeria. They are not respected by the people they protect day and night, yet we cannot do without them.

 

Let us read this story I COPIED before coming back to my COMMENTS.

 

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WHO IS A POLICE OFFICER?

 

Listen to this short story below….

 

“A Police officer was shot dead and was lying in a pool of blood, when a boy and his father watched the scene.

 

The boy asks his father:

Who is this man?

 

I don’t know, son, I just know, that he was a Police.

 

The young boy approached a person who was dressed in a beautiful uniform different from the others, very elegant.

 

It was the Commander of the Unit where the Police worked.

 

The boy took his hand and asked:

Who is a Police Officer??

 

The Officer responded in a trembling voice and his eyes were full of tears:

A Police is a person who sleeps less than many people, endures cold, sun, rain, hunger, and there are times that he/she has no holidays, Sallah, Christmas, New Year and many other important moments.

 

He/she is far away from the family, their children when they are sick, or their husband/wife as well as their parents and siblings.

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A Police (Senior or Junior rank) receives insults, physical assaults, they cry, suffer, endure thousands of scares and many more things that happen, to them in their line of duty.

 

But when he leaves for his job, very early, he does not know if he will return home alive.

 

.. This is part of what a Police is.

(Suddenly he heard the sound of a phone that rang in the pocket of the deceased.

 

The officer left the child for a moment to take the cell phone. When he saw it, he realized that it was his home.

 

He saw that it was a message, and in a very low voice he read:

“Hello Daddy, I took my mother’s cell phone to write this message:

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I want to congratulate you for your birthday,

I look forward to give you your present when you come back home”

Such is the life of a “Police.”

Whatever their Unit, whether operational or administrative.

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If you can commend their effort to our people, instead of criticizing them

They will value the effort of a Police,

If you have a family member or friend who is a Police or Soldier, take a moment to say this..

 

I still maintain my statuesque

 

POLICE IS STILL OUR FRIEND

 

“I appreciate Nigerian police force.

 

God bless Nigerian Police.”

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