
KEY FACTS The prevalence of all forms of violence against women, especially physical and sexual violence, continues to be highdespite the country’s relatively strong GBV legal framework. Zimbabwe is one […]
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My name is *Thembi. I never knew my parents. I grew up in S.O.S children village in PMB. We were staying there with my brother. Because of my low mentality I could not be send to a normal school. I was sent to a special school. One day I was going to the shop to buy ice block since it was hot that day when a man I use to see in the shop approached me. We then we fell in love. I used to go to the shop so that I can see him. I loved him but I did not want to have sex with him and I told him that.
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My name is *Zinzile Zulu. I grew up living with my parents and brother in a poor home. My brother and I used to walk barefooted to school, until the feet become very sore in winter; we had cuts on our heels. That was very hard for us. Other children used to laugh at us and make fun of us for not having shoes. And that our feet were cut, this made me feel very sad and embarrassed. Our father used to drink a lot of alcohol while at home there was no food to eat.
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My name is Ntombi Ndlovu, I grew up living with my mom and dad in a polygamous marriage. The first wife had her own homestead and children with my dad. I had 3 half-sisters and 2 half-brothers. My father used to drink a lot of alcohol. He didn’t provide for us rather he used to spend all his money with the senior wife. We used to struggle at home without food to eat; we would get help from the neighbours.
ACTIVITIES For more information contact Ialfine Papisy or Claudia Rakotonirina DATE THEME SLOGAN MADAGASCAR ACTIVITIES WHERE November Mon 24 Empower Women Take back the […]
La violence basée sur le genre a des conséquences économiques lourdes en termes de coÁ»ts de prise en charge par les services de santé, par la police et la justice.
Despite extensive legislation aimed at tackling the scourge of sexual violence in our country and elsewhere in our region, little progress, if any, has been made to curb this social catastrophe.
Grahamstown, 9 December: Despite extensive legislation aimed at tackling the scourge of sexual violence in our country and elsewhere in our region, little progress, if any, has been made to curb this social catastrophe. This shocking reality is comes under the spotlight every year as we commemorate the 16 Days of Activism Against Gender-Based Violence Campaign.
By providing a sketch of the harm that rape perpetuates, we are better able engage with those who are working to reconstruct their lives in the wake of the violence meted out against them.
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I grew up in a family rich in values, closely knit. My parents got divorced before I was born. They divorced because my father was a drug addict. I lived with my granny and mum and later on my mum moved on. I had a good childhood and turned out to be an independent successful woman
I met my husband, Veenod Pavaday when went to my cousin’s place in JHB for the Easter holidays. He was my cousin’s husband friend. Although I was reluctant to date him initially we ended up together and subsequently married. In the Hindu custom the guy must buy jewellery for the woman but he didn’t buy stating money as the excuse.
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I had a breakdown when mother died in 2005, I was 13 and I didn’t manage it well. I started drinking, clubbing and smoking. My father was never there for me, he denied that I was his daughter. He loved my sister so much because she looked like him. I had always been my mother’s child so when she died it’s like my life crushed before me. I used to have boyfriends, alcohol, overdose. When she died my my two siblings, my grandmother and I moved to my elder sister place. Things were really fine, until 2011 when my sister changed suddenly and she started complaining and fighting us. I got pregnant in 2011 and when my sister was being nasty to us. I went to my boyfriend’s place.