Kid escape

Kid escape

The sun went down and we could see the shadows of the houses on the sidewalk. I was seven or eight years old then. Two of my brothers and I returned to our parking garage. It was in the seventies, and it was not uncommon for us to go home alone or with friends or family members in the dark.

Our house was two blocks from the park so we did not have much walking. The back roads were not paved yet, they would be years later, so we went on rocks and threw rocks. We loved throwing stones, and we did it well.

When we crossed the first street, the sun had set, but there was still some light. When my brothers and I reached our street, we usually passed the house of our neighbors instead of walking to the end of the street to the sidewalk. This would allow us to reach the sidewalk more quickly.

It was dark at the time, and as we cut our neighbors' grass, a man came out of the bushes and tried to catch us. My two brothers ran and left me behind. We were already on the sidewalk and so I tried to run, but the fear hit my muscles and I froze. I called one of my brothers and he came back for me. The eldest brother of the three of us ran for my father.

From the street corner to our house were only four houses. When the man jumped out of the brush, he just wanted to catch me when my brother caught me and took me along when adrenaline came in. We came home and the man did not follow us My dad ran out with his rifle. He could not find this man. I will not forget the fear that hit me that night.

I became a certified Kid Escape Instructor. I teach children not to be kidnapped. When I wrote this article yesterday, a friend called me and told me that a man was watching him and his family and following him while they were in the mall. My friend has two small children, so he confronted the man and said he was waiting for a friend. When my friend and family went to another store, this man followed them. I have shared some techniques with my friend's daughter, but we will meet to learn everything.

I work with more than eighty prisoners every month in a jail here in Texas. Every week we have more than forty prisoners to advise, supervise, help with paperwork, and so on. The majority of these men are imprisoned for delinquency offenses. Some are in jail for murder. Some came for drugs and others were federal officials who had made a mistake. These are the men we help. All these men whom we help have given their lives to God and are not the men they are.

Since the majority of these prisoners are delinquent children, their punishment is more severe than with an inmate who has murdered someone. The punishment of a criminal child will be punished with a longer sentence. When I told these men that I was a teacher teaching children not to be abducted, they heard a pin.


Time is what the hijacker does not have. The longer the child can stay in one place, the more the kidnapper is disadvantaged. This person tries to move the child from point A to point B, where it will hurt him. At point A they do not hurt the child and do not want to attract attention.

When the abductor successfully removes the arms and legs of the child around his legs, we teach the child to make crabs. The crab walking takes place when the child sits on his buttocks and uses his hands behind him while using his legs to move away from the abductor.

When the abductor tries to circle the child, the child follows the crab walk. The child should never get up and turn his back on the kidnapper. You must always have riveted your gaze on the kidnapper to escape the danger. There is so much more than that, but with what I have shared it could save the life of a child.