All of us even once in our life experienced that sensation that runs through our body when something has been taken away from us…
Could be anything! Stolen Car, house robbery, cell phone, hand bag….ect…
Can you recall?
I can! And each and every time I feel EXACTLY the same!
When we arrived in South Africa we packed most of our personal “”big items”” in little containers type
So that they could be shipped down-
After a month or two we got back the containers…half empty!
Nice one! Most of our valuable sentimental stuff was gone! You can imagine the stress that brought to us-
We couldn’t do anything about it, all was gone! It could have happen anywhere! Already in Italy or here when the stuff got to SA...Who knows….It took a long time to let those emotions go…
But the most recent story was from last year…
I bought my new Getz in November 2007 or so….I was so proud as that was the car I always wanted! Black, with air con and MP3 player a real luxury because I was driving a UNO before that, so the Getz was a real castle for me!
Myself and Charl moved in together in our new home that we bought-he had a white bakkie one of those Ford Bantam-
It was the 31 march when I returned from work…as usual made dinner and we went to sleep-
In the morning we woke up and as Charl was ready to get out the house to go to work we discovered that ALL OUR KEYS were gone including the bakkie and the car’s keys-we were locked inside the house basically and luckily we had the one key that could open the other back door-
We ran outside and Surprise surprise….Both our cars were GONE!
I can’t even describe up to today how I feel about it…It was devastating-
We called the police and all that jazz-it was a mission of its own to get the insurance company to pay out as you think you are covered well and will look after you if something happens-they do ANYTHING to prove you wrong to make it if is your fault that someone stole you car ! But this is a topic for another blog!
So after all that emotional distress we finally had the insurances paying everything
As my car was brand new the amount they had to pay over to the bank was R80 000 and I still lost R40 000 including the R20 000 of the deposit-obviously I couldn’t buy another car-No dep money and actually I was so depressed that I didn’t want to buy another one in any case-
To cut the story short Charl bought another bakkie and I went back to the UNO..
I hated it in the beginning I cried many times but is all good now-
In December 2008 they managed to steal both our cell phones out of our bedroom window! While we were sleeping! And managed to get hold of my handbag and take whatever they could as well-
I couldn’t believe it! But there you go…We managed to overcome that as well-
But this is my question: what the hell is wrong with these people why can’t they leave us alone!
Driving one night we witnessed a “”smash and grab”” a car was waiting on a red robot and we were next to them waiting for the light to turn green-and there we heard those glasses smashing! We turned and the woman on the passenger seat was in such a state and screaming-Charl shouted at them to keep on driving! As that would have led to a hijack or killing or who the hell knows what else!
They were older people definitely in their late 50’-
I sometimes ask myself…what’s next? Is really scary -
We always hear those stories but the minute we experience something in first person it changes the prospective-I use to be so care free! I use to love walking on the streets coming back late at home was never a problem-
But now! I feel if we don’t lock ourselves in our houses at a certain time we are screwed!
Well we are not even safe in our own houses anymore in any case-
Be safe! Till the next time
Roberta
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