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Part 1: A Boy from Scotland
David Livingstone was born in a small, cold town called Blantyre, in Scotland. He had parents, brothers, and sisters who lived in a little stone house.
They were very poor. David’s dad sold tea and books to try to make money. David didn’t play much. At the age of 10, he had to work in a cotton factory. Every day he got up before the sun came up, and worked until after the sun went down, 14 hours working a machine. His hands were small, so they fit between the fast, sharp pieces of a machine. It was hard, dangerous, and loud work.
But he had a strong mind and a dream.
After long days of working, David was attending night courses at school. He was tired, but he wanted to learn. He read science books. He read books about distant lands. He read the Bible. He wanted to know about the world.
David’s father wanted him to be a Christian preacher, but David wanted to be something else.
David wanted to be a doctor. Not to be wealthy, but to help people and land facilities in remote and developing countries. David believed in God. David believed in knowledge, and David believed in adventure.
When David was still a young man, he heard about a Christian group called the London Missionary Society. They sent doctors and teachers to far-away countries to help people and share peace.
At age 27, after years of study and training, David became a doctor and a missionary.
However, he did not go to America. He did not go to India. He went to a place that many people were too afraid to go to and very little was known about it: Africa.
A Journey Starts
In 1841, David Livingstone permanently left home. He bid farewell to his family and sailed across the ocean to South Africa.
What dangers awaited him?
Would he survive?
He had only one thing in mind:
“I am prepared to go anywhere as long as it is forward.”
To be Continued………
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