Hyena Child

In the hot, wandering wilderness of Africa, we find Naieesha, a twelve year old girl who has been raised by a pack of hyena's her entire life.
When Thomas Walters, a man on safari, discovers this girl, he captures her and brings her home to his wealthy family in New York.
Things aren't always what they seem.
Lost and alone, Naieesha's behaviour is intolerable. She fights, eats with her hands, and will do anything to get back home to her beloved pack. Both her and The Walter's family are at their wits end. Can Lena Van Helsing, a teacher for the deaf and misunderstood, step in and save the day?


15. Miss Lena's Prologue

When I walked up to the Walter's doorstep late  Sunday afternoon,  I only had a faint idea of what to expect. Mr. Walters said on the telephone that the child he had rescued from Africa was almost close to incorrigible. She behaves - well, like a hyena, which is what she was apparently raised by. Hyenas.  Oh dear.  

But I have gone through worse. 

My name is Lena Van Helsing. I was raised in a family of leopards.

There, all alone in the jungles of Belize, I was abandoned by my parents at just an infant, left to die, alone.

One fateful morning when a leopardess had gone to hunt, she fought off a coyote for me and saved my life. I became part of their family for fourteen years. I was taught to hunt, and sleep in trees. The leopardess mother, Afia, had five cubs, and they became my siblings. That was a perfect life. Until I was found.

John Van Helsing, a professor of geography, had been in Belize for three weeks to research, when one morning, he discovered our family hiding in a tree. I looked down at him and  stared with fierce eyes. Knowing that humans could be a threat to wildlife, I didn't hesitate to jump down from that tree and attack Professor Van Helsing. I scratched. I bit.

Eventually, a team of men arrived to capture me with some ropes. They tied me up, dragged me away, and took me to England where the professor and his wife lived.

I never saw my leopard family again.

In time, I learned to behave like a human, but it took a trying effort. I learned everything from the professor's wife, Ilsa, who I am now proud to call my mother. 

She taught me to stand on my own two feet. She dressed me in girl's clothes, she braided my hair. She taught me English, and how to read. I learned behavioural skills. I learned to appreciate music, and art. I was the top of my class. I made friends. I was a success.

It has been eleven years since I left my home in the jungle. Now, I have earned my teacher's degree for helping the deaf and misunderstood, children.

I am ready to help this family.

Here I go.

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