This is how some people in this world live. Can you imagine? I have already posted this interview in full, this is just a portion. This is just one story, although it is not that, it is not a story, it is someone's life, and by the grace of God, it is not yours.
Mary
If we don't help these children at Kakira in fact what we can see if we don't help them totally then they are going on the streets, like girls can go and just sell themselves on the streets that everybody, every man who comes around they'll say "You're welcome." They sell their bodies because they have nowhere to get any future and the boys will end up on the streets. Most of them will end up thieves, taking marijuana and if they take it that will, they will end up on the streets and stealing people. But we just pray that we just help them.
Bill
When a young teenage girl sells their body how much do they charge? What money do they get for a man to abuse them?
Mary
Yeah, when they sell their bodies they are just given even a chapatti because of lack of food.
Bill
Just a little bit of bread...
Mary
Just chapatti, just a little thing and they end up sleeping with these boda boda (motorcycle taxi) men so long as he can give one hundred, two hundred shillings (0.08AUD) whereby she can get only something to taste.
Bill
So two hundred shillings is about five cents - that's all they get and they probably get STD's, they get AIDS.
Mary
They get AIDS. They get STD's. They get, they produce when they are very young girls and they end up also dropping, most of them after getting pregnant like that, they get their kids and they throw, she delivers like today she goes and throws the kid when he is still alive in the toilet and most of them in Uganda here just picked from toilets by somebody maybe when they hear somebody is just crying from there.
One day there was a lady who had a young girl and this girl got pregnant yet the mother was helpless and she convinced this girl and told her that can we please abort this kid and yet the womb was 7 months the child had already grown but because of lack of funds and lack of assistance she suggested that they can abort the kid. The girl tried to refuse but the mother could insist that we have to abort this kid. One day the kid was aborted, after abortion this kid refused to die. When he refused to die the mother suggested that they will arrest us lets get hold of this kid and throw it in the toilet.
They went and threw the kid in the toilet and God was still sustaining this child's life. After three days the kid was still alive in the toilet, just crying from there, then the third day that's when the girl, the owner of the kid went to the toilet she found when the kid was still alive and was crying. When she told the mother that the kid is still crying what the mother did, got a stick and went with it since the toilet was almost full she pushed this baby down the faeces until the baby passed away. It was very sad, very sad news but they were arrested.
Afterwards the mother was saying, "Now I have no husband, I only gave birth to this kid. We are suffering. I am affected with HIV AIDS. Anytime I am dying. I'm leaving this kid. This kid is also affected with HIV AIDS and she has given birth to another kid. Where to leave the kid? I was forced because of the situation to push that baby inside the toilet." So the situation is so hard and so hard and most of the time these kids who are left and dumped without parents they end up…
So, what can I say? In the face of such a life how can I respond? What can we do?
Determine that this year of 2012 you will help to bring hope to the hopeless. Whether the lonely old woman who lives down the road, the single dad who is struggling, the angry teenager whose music you hate or the small Ugandan child who just wants to go to school.
Meanwhile as you may notice, this week I changed the layout of my blog. You could say I became slightly obsessed wondering how much I should change it, what would work best etc. I was going to go the whole hog, after all it’s been the same for a year, I’m kind of getting sick of it. Then I realised what my blog was talking about and decided that in the big scheme of things, the colour of the background probably didn’t matter.
Blessings
bron
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