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Violence against children, the voices of Ugandan ... - Raising Voices

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Children’s <strong>Voices</strong>Key Informant InterviewA young person with a disabilityQ: How did you come to be here at this boarding school?A: I was brought here from my village by <strong>the</strong> priest, and I started staying with <strong>the</strong> nuns because athome no one was taking care <strong>of</strong> me, and I was denied education, and yet all <strong>the</strong> o<strong>the</strong>r normal<strong>children</strong> were taken to school [cries while speaking]. I came here, that was June 1995, <strong>the</strong>n I startedschooling in P1 [Primary one].Q: Why were <strong>the</strong>y not taking care <strong>of</strong> you at home?A: I don’t know. Maybe <strong>the</strong>y think I am useless.Q: What kind <strong>of</strong> violence did you experience as a child who has a disability?A: I underwent so many problems. For example, when I excreted near <strong>the</strong> home, I would be thoroughlybeaten. All people would leave me home alone with no one to help me with even water to drink. Mystepfa<strong>the</strong>r would abuse my crippledness saying, “You are crippled, am I <strong>the</strong> one who crippled you?”My stepfa<strong>the</strong>r would hurl many abuses over me and my crippledness, and when he would buysomething good like fish or meat and people are eating, I would not be given. For example, oneday my stepfa<strong>the</strong>r bought fish and my o<strong>the</strong>r sisters cooked, and while I was still eating beans, hestarted beating me, without any fault, saying to me that my fa<strong>the</strong>r died without feeding any <strong>of</strong> his<strong>children</strong>. He collected millet from <strong>the</strong> compound into a big saucepan, placed it on my head, <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong>saucepan fell down and I also fell down, <strong>the</strong>n he continued to beat me until blood started flowingfrom my head. My mo<strong>the</strong>r came back and went to <strong>the</strong> local council leader, and <strong>the</strong>y said he shouldbe imprisoned, but he asked for forgiveness saying he did it because he was drunk, yet he used tobeat me daily. Then he was told to take me to hospital, which he did twice and stopped even before<strong>the</strong> wound healed. From <strong>the</strong>n on whenever I would see him I would crawl to <strong>the</strong> bush near home, andwhen he goes away or sleeps in <strong>the</strong> night my mo<strong>the</strong>r would come and carry me and bring me in <strong>the</strong>house.36 Part Two Children’s Experiences

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