My role in life is just to do chores.

At 19 , she works as a maid, not what she dreamed of as a child but her dreams of being educated died when she passed her grade 7 exams but had no one to pay for her Junior high school fees.
With her Mother living in Samfya of Luapula Province and she not knowing who her Father is ,Kamfya grew up in the hands of her Mother's sister right there in the very village where she was brought up without any form of segregation amongst her cousin's except she was not allowed to go to school because her Aunts husbands relatives could not allow them to and so she stayed home doing the chores.
At the age of 17(2013) , she decided to visit her Grandfather at his request on the Copperbelt in Mufulira's Mupambe compound. In the beginning everything seemed fine until her Grandfather remarried and his new wife took over as head of the house bringing along her own family and life for Kamfwa changed to it's worst as sometimes she would go to bed without eating but still made to do the dishes and extra chores daily with her Grandfather having no say.
Having had enough of the mistreatment she decided to try her luck as a maid where she hopes someday after saving enough she would take herself back to school and become the nurse she has always dreamed of even though she believes she it is too late .


How would you convince Kamfwa it's never too late to go back to school as her way of thinking has been influenced by her state of living as a child in the various homes she lived in and also by being convinced that her role in life is just to do chores for people .

#EducateTheGirlChild #ChildLabour #Reduceilliteracy #GBV #Zambia
#Ruddietude

#theFewMinuetsOfLifeLongTerror

It's always someone close ..........

He told me it was okay,
He told me it wouldn't hurt,
He told me he would be gentle,
He told me if I scream he would struggle me....
I begged him not to touch me, I begged him not to do it to me, I begged him but he did not stop.
I was vulnerable, I was weak, I was powerless.
I closed my eyes and told myself "the devil has won" and yes the devil had won.
He got onto me, forced himself in me and squeezed his way in until he could rock himself back and forth until penetration which felt like forever.
At that moment I wanted to die, I wanted him to die .... I could think of nothing but how I would look at him after, how he would face me, but then again he didn't care.
How would I tell my mum that the one person she trusted did this to me....
I was sore, I was bleeding, he took away my innocence, my pride, my virginity....
My dignity stripped off in 5 minuets, those few minuets of terror changed me ,they shaped me

to be continued......



#Ruddietude #GenderBasedViolence #CryOfAWoman