where he will be marrying meghan markle in just a few hours. the american actress and her mother have arrived at the hotel where they have spent the night. the couple will wed at noon local time at st george's chapel in the castle. more than 100 people have died in a plane crash near hava na's international airport. three people have survived and are seriously injured. witnesses say the boeing 737 ran into problems shortly after takeoff and placed into agricultural land next to the airport, catching fire on impact. a shooting at a high school in texas has left ten people dead and ten others wounded. the suspect, a 17—year—old student at the school in santa fe, has been arrested and charged with murder. he allegedly used a shotgun and a revolver from his father, who legally owned the weapons. former russians by sergei skripal

has been discharged from hospital. his daughter who was also poisoned was discharged last one. written has accused russia of being behind the attack, something moscow denies. —— britain. when they were first poisoned with a military—grade nerve agent almost 11 weeks ago, there were concerns they might not survive. but now, 5.5 weeks after his daughter, sergei skripal has also been discharged from hospital. the staff here, when the skripals first came in, would have been dealing with something that, to be honest, no other clinicians in the world have seen before. and so they really did an incredible job in taking the unknown and working through treatment and maintaining life—saving therapy to get the result that we've seen today. i understand that sergei skripal has spoken at length with detectives now, and can walk, but he's not completely well and no—one knows what the long—term effects on his health will be.

in russia, president putin said of the man who had spied for britain, "god grant him good health", and said that if a military—grade nerve agent had been used — as the british government claims — then the skripals would have died on the spot. the russian ambassador in london said embassy officials still want to see the skripals. we want, er, just to understand how they feel, and we want them to tell personally what they want. sergei skripal‘s house, which police believe was the scene of the crime, remains abandoned. his front door has been taken away to the chemical weapons laboratory at porton down for examination. and counter—terrorism detectives have warned that their investigation could take many more months. the skripals are currently hidden in a safe location and police won't discuss their security arrangements. the motive for the attack, which left parts of salisbury resembling a disaster movie, remains unclear, but sergei skripal

had continued to brief military and intelligence officers on russia. and this evening, small areas of the city he made his home are still cordoned off, awaiting a deep clean. now on bbc news, our world. this is ghana, west africa. when i was seven, i was brought to this country, and forced into a system i knew nothing about. this is me. i was held as a slave in a religious shrine. what crime is this child paying for? her uncle committed adultery. thousands of winning across west africa have lost their

freedom because of a crack this called trokosi. and it is still happening. —— thousands of women. does she know why she is here? now i am ona does she know why she is here? now i am on a journey to try and understand what happened. to find a nswe i’s understand what happened. to find a nswers to understand what happened. to find answers to questions i have had on my mind for years. what is trokosi? and why did my family give me away? this is brigitte, you are my river. my this is brigitte, you are my river. my name is brigitte sossou perenyi. i live and work in accra, the capital city of ghana. it is where i feel most free. but my first memories in this country are among my darkest. i was trafficked here

from my home in neighbouring togo, and held in captivity as part of a crack this called trokosi. trokosi is illegal, and it is not often talked about in accra. but to my surprise richard tells me his own grandmother is living as a trokosi. this same system robbed me of my childhood. 20 years later, i am on a journey to understand what really happened. i was told i had to leave home, to go and live with my uncle.

i was placed on the back of a motorbike. i didn't even know the driver. i thought it was the strong wind causing my tears, but i think i was actually crying. because i was being taken away from my family. and then i was left at a place i had never been before. i didn't even understand the language. they took away my clothes and wrapped me in a purple cloth. they even took away my name. how old is this girl? seven yea rs name. how old is this girl? seven years old? name. how old is this girl? seven years old ? do name. how old is this girl? seven years old? do you know why you are here? in 1997i was filmed by an american news crew at the place i

was being held. a shrine run by a priest dictated to the worship of deities. i was labelled a trokosi, the wife of the gods, paying fork crime committed high a family member. —— paying fora crime committed high a family member. —— paying for a crime. crime committed high a family member. -- paying for a crime. do you miss your parents? yes. i rememberfeeling a you miss your parents? yes. i remember feeling a range of emotions. neglect, rejection, isolation. adding to that the idea of, that could have been my life, that could have been my life. and that could have been my life. and thatis that could have been my life. and that is why i feel like i don't watch it much. at this report changed everything. with the help of a charity called international needs, an american viewer flew to ghana to negotiate my release. his name was kenneth and he would become my adoptive father. he took me to

the us where i spend the next 30 yea rs. the us where i spend the next 30 years. i was relieved to be out after about a year in the shrine. —— i3 after about a year in the shrine. —— 13 years. there was a huge emptiness that could never be filled. i was still thinking about my birth family in togo. but it was in my heart in my mind. i never stopped thinking about them. a few years later, my american dad and i agreed i should go and look for them. the charity that freed me helped me find my village and filmed my return. my family had no idea i was coming. i didn't even know it if i would find all of them alive.

i hadn't seen my mother since i was seven i hadn't seen my mother since i was seve n years i hadn't seen my mother since i was seven years old. i found out i even had a little brother who i had never met. that day was so surreal. almost like a met. that day was so surreal. almost likea dream. now that i'm older, ifeel now that i'm older, i feel ready to explore the cultural background of trokosi. it is practised in parts of ghana, togo and benin, by various ethnic groups, one of which is a ewe. iam ethnic groups, one of which is a ewe. i am driving into ghana's volta region and —— a large area of leaks and rivers where trokosi is most

prevalent. right now we are following richard who i met the first day of the journey. after our chat in the taxi, richard invited us into his community to speak with a group of ewe elders. to mark our arrival, they were saying prayers and boring libation to their gods. —— pouring. they believe if you offend the gods are they can bring misfortune. i would like to know if there has ever been human sacrifice. he is talking about trokosi, where

you are banished from the community to pay for the crimes of your family. another elder tells me that two of her relatives were sent to the shrine. given this fear of punishment from the gods, i can understand why the trokosi practice has survived for over 300 years. but to me, life in the shrine meant no life at all. each day, i was walking at 5am, and

sent to fetch water. i had to carry heavy buckets on my head. it was hard, physical work for a child. heavy buckets on my head. it was hard, physicalwork fora child. i was made to sweep the compound and work long hours on the farm. i wasn't allowed to play, or even go to school. i was in total isolation. 0n the campus of the university of ghanai 0n the campus of the university of ghana i am meeting up with two men who are experts on the trokosi practice. they have spent their lives raising awareness of the abuses that go on in the shrine.

sexual servitude was common, and many women will bear the children of the priests. i was liberated before puberty, so i didn't have to go through this. but i wanted to know why someone would serve time for another person's crime. it is believed that they have a right to select any member of their family to serve in the shrine, whether that person committed a crime or not. by the collective principles, they believe they are doing the right thing. when i left the shrine in 1997, there were about 5000 trokosi women and children in ghana alone. thousands were liberated and trokosi was made illegal in 1998. but no

priest has ever been prosecuted, and the practice still goes on. i meet backup with richard, the uber driver whose grandmother is still living as a trokosi. she is one of the few who became a trokosi after she married and had children. speaking to her, it seemed she is happy to be serving as a trokosi because she believes it protects her family. fine. as night fell a young trokosi

girl wearing a blue cloth came to speak to me. she says she is 14 yea rs. i felt sad because she misses ifelt sad because she misses her mum. andi ifelt sad because she misses her mum. and i know how that feels. for me, growing up without a mother was devastating. what kept me going was a few cherished memories of my early childhood. i remember my mum and dad

and four siblings, all childhood. i remember my mum and dad and foursiblings, all girls, childhood. i remember my mum and dad and four siblings, all girls, i'm the second. i was closer to my dad. i think the second. i was closer to my dad. ithinki the second. i was closer to my dad. i think i was a daddy ‘s girl. for dinner, he would build this big fire .he dinner, he would build this big fire . he would pick the ground around it and roast corn, peanuts, sweet potatoes and yam. it was so good. it was really good. i remember at night would lie under the stars and the moon. life was simple. i'm going to visit my family in the village in togo where i was born. it is the least one day's journey from the volta region in ghana. trying to

find the route to my village. it is a lwa ys find the route to my village. it is always a hassle to find it. i have not been back for a few years. i felt apprehensive. i have spent my whole life wondering why they gave me away that i have never had the courage to ask. this time, i feel ready to find out the truth. this is it. this is it. on the right. it is right here, on the right. since i left at the age of seven, i have lost my mother. —— mother tongue. i have visited a handful of

times but i have to use a translator. my youngest sister and her baby. my niece. i wanted to speak to my father. all i knew was that one of my uncles had sent to me but i have never known what my father had agreed to. my my uncle's house was in the capital lome, a long way from my village. to find some answers, my father went toa to find some answers, my father went to a soothsayer. you aware now

you aware now where you aware now where i was taken? he took me to garner, the volta region of ghana, and i was left in a shrine, he left me, i was forced to be there for the rest of my life. you are not understanding me. i don't want it used the word blame. many years i was sad because i was not with my family but now i am ready to put it behind me. if i was angry at my family, i want to blame, i wouldn't be here. i won't. sometimes it is easierjust to carry

on with your life. leave things the way they are. when things don't make sense, tracing your route and asking questions too much, the emotions that too much and the weight is too much —— roots. by now, my head hurts. i have a headache. lovemark‘s conversation with my dad was really difficult but i needed to know the truth. i was dwelling on the fact that i couldn't communicate with them and i was taken away and thatis with them and i was taken away and that is because, that's why can't speak french, that's why i can't reach —— last night's/., i was dwelling on the negative. —— last night's my parents were lied to. they thought they sent me to do with my uncle to get a better education.

they didn't choose to send me to the shrine and the huge weight off my mind. at this point forward we can only build and the last few days, we have started to build that bridge, start to build a relationship, building up connection. i'm back in the volta region of ghana, close to the volta region of ghana, close to the village where i was held captive in the shrine. being here is not easy for me. but feeling the love of my family has given me strength to return. i was a young girl, i was doing the chores and her name is cristiano. she was the only one i remember. we parked up near the shrine. i was paralysed with fear. what i remember about this place is paying and loneliness and sadness.

and isolation. and, um, getting out and walking about as if i perform doesn't feel natural to me. i wanted to see if cristiano was still here. i found to see if cristiano was still here. ifound her to see if cristiano was still here. i found her still living in to see if cristiano was still here. ifound her still living in the town. 20 years after we were both read. we recognised each other right away. do you know who i am? yes. who am i? you are my dear sister. we haven't seen each other in so long. i miss you. thank you. i missed you too. i have always thought a few. after spending five yea rs thought a few. after spending five years in the shrine, cristiano was also freed after appearing in the 1997 news report. she had never seen

it before. are you happy here? do you want to run away? and why don't you want to run away? and why don't you run away? where are your pa rents ? you run away? where are your parents? they died? when my father diedl parents? they died? when my father died i stopped going to school, even though i had wanted to become atop. i feel very sad because i staying here, i had lost my chance at an education. that is not your life any more. you are out. why are you crying? what is wrong? yes, we do not supposed to be in

there but we are out now. we are out now. it was amazing to hear about cristiano is life outside of the shrine. i'm free. ican cristiano is life outside of the shrine. i'm free. i can decide to do what i want. if i want to eat, i can eat. i can work, anything. she showed me her toe to celebrating her reclaim the name. how does that make you feel when you see that. i feel good. why? because i am what i am. that is my name. yes. the name is my thing. sometimes, your past is worth

getting back too. not to hold you back to strength in your future. my deep faith in god and the love of my family and friends have allowed me to grow into the person i was born to grow into the person i was born to be. somebody decided that they we re to be. somebody decided that they were supposed to be our lives. it is incredible that we have been given a second chance. to have life.