My name is Geraldine, and this is my story. My journey has been one of immense struggle and faith. I was born and raised in Rustenburg, where my parents ran a business for 18 years. Right from the beginning of my childhood, challenges arose, particularly during my teenage years,…
POEM:
Poverty you are so cruel
Poverty you take away joy
Poverty you control and take over
We fight you, we pray against you
We ask from the almighty to get rid of you, yet you poverty you stand still and ensure we feel your presence
I have tried all ways with the pros and…
In the heart of an informal settlement, where the dusty streets echoed with the sounds of struggle and resilience, there lived a young girl named Jacqueline Kabungwe, known to all as Jackie. Softhearted yet short-tempered, loving yet too emotional, Jackie’s early years were marked by a tapestry of hardships…
My name is Chanel Barker. An ambitious 35-year-old white women who was born and bred in the United States but relocated to South Africa age 14 after my parents divorced. My parent’s divorce hit me hard and till this very moment, it’s been hard to keep up with the…
I have dedicated my life to helping people understand childhood trauma, redefine their perception of behaviour, and make tangible changes in their approaches. There’s truth and growth in pain, but only if it is brought out into the open. This is my story. I have often avoided my past,…
The worst plan one can ever have is no plan at all. I was born in a family without a plan. My parents lived on the greater part as reactionaries to their unfortunate experiences. Every major decision they made came as a result of something rather than as a…
Women! Mothers! Girls! I never knew the depth of these until I lived all the three.
I am a final student at one of the universities in Uganda. I gave birth to a healthy baby boy in my second year at the University. Everything changed since then. After my boyfriend…
