How Can Anyone NOT Believe? (Beautiful Story)

When I was 5 years old, my mother became pregnant. She allowed me to be in the same room when the baby was born, so long as I waited till he was out to look. It was three in the morning, and the doctors rushed in. The was a lot of noise,and I was scared. Soon, I heard crying. The doctors the put the baby boy in a crib, kitanda cha mtoto mchanga inayofuata to the hospital bed, and didn't let my mother hold him. His head looked too big for his body, his nose a lump, and his ears two closed folds. The docters instantly grabbed the phones and started calling places.They found out my brother had been diagnosed with " "Treachercollins" Rare at the time, and still is pretty much. The rushed the baby into another room and stuck him in a little crib, kitanda cha mtoto mchanga with a hot lamp above him, and then raced him into surgery. My mother was crying and sent out for home. They asked eachother,What should we name him? Jonah. I said. They looked at eachother and nodded their heads. Jonah, after the famous bible character Jonah and the Whale. Godhad spoken through me.