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Unspoken: Expressing My Life’s Story Through Poetry…

 

In tender years, life’s storms began to rage,
A matriarch’s loss, a heart’s turning page.
Four and a half, with my sister by my side,
Left in aunt’s care, our father went abroad to reside.

South Africa’s call, a new life to unfold,
Education’s promise, young dreams to mold.
But stepmother’s shade cast darkness on…

Story of being a firstborn child.

Story of being a firstborn child.
Growing up, I was forced to step up and be a mother to my siblings. At the age of seven, when my peers were attending school, I was at home looking after my younger brother and sister. I was the eldest in the house;…

Geraldine’s story: From Homelessness, Abuse, and Divorce to finding Love, God and Bringing Hope to others

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,…

Caged By My Culture: Vivien’s Story Through Poetry.

Caged by my culture
A custom in my society
A girl to stay at home and be taught to take care of a home
While a boy child goes to school to be educated

This culture should be eliminated,
Women and girls’ dreams are shattered,
Nowhere to run, no one to run to,
I must follow…

My name is Bethel, and this is my story: From violence to EMERGENCE

Wow, I married at a very tender age, immediately after secondary school. Then, I quickly gained university admission, having so many dreams of what my life would look like. To my surprise, it turned into a nightmare. My laughter and glow turned to sorrow, pain, anguish, and regret. My…

Blessing Musonda’s Childhood Trauma

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,…