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These pages are all about YOU. This is where you can become a member of the Temba forum and ask questions, give advice, send us your poetry and stories all of which will go online, find out what’s going on and what’s coming up.

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TEMBA FORUM

Join the Temba Forum where you can become a member and discuss health tips, recipes, ideas, books to read etc....

 

Anything you like.

 

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Your Stories

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A Young Woman's Experience of Human Trafficking.

Dear ****

I am a 22 year old woman with one child. I was born in Port Elizabeth and grew up here. I went to a school in a well-known suburb. I grew up with one sister and a brother both of them are younger than me. Both my parents have good paying jobs.

I was well looked after and did not have problems with money, clothes or food. I was always a very popular girl amongst students, friends and teachers. I always achieved above average marks in my exams, although I did not finish my Matric year.

My trouble started when I was in Matric. Myself and two friends

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Story of Vuyokazi Khenyane
Living with Hiv

My name is Vuyokazi Khenyane, born on the 12th April 1973, and I live in Mpeko Location in Mthatha.  I was diagnosed HIV Positive on the 2nd February 2000.  When the doctor broke this news to me, I was so shocked which lead to my being depressed.  I became very weak as I had a severe problem of Herpes Zoster below my left breast.

At that time of knowing my status there was no Anti-Retroviral Therapy (ARVs) and no proper counselling. I only had thoughts of death and also afraid of the symptoms that will come during later stages.  I kept on crying and cursing everybody, thinking about witchcraft, cursing even God asking, Why me? In September, during the same year, my boyfriend passed away, and I thought that my time for death had come.
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Send us your poetry, stories, anything...even your pictures.

 

These will ALL be shown here. It’s not a competition or about who’s best, it’s about expressing yourself.

 

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EMAIL YOUR WORK TO:  community@temba-community.org.za

 

More to come....and why not send us your suggestions?