Dear Eunice,
I have improved my work but I do not know how to post it again. Please help me.

My name is Thérèse Mema Mapenzi, I have been working for the CDJP-Bukavu as Coordinator of the Trauma centres, Listening rooms for 10 years. My work is to support the vulnerable people, especially the victims of sexual violence to rebuild new life after trauma, after being abused. Since a year, I have met some women and girls, disables, who were abused and who came to talk about their situation. It is in this way that I want to share you the story of Mrs Wabo, a woman of 23 years with 4 children with different fathers.
Mrs WABO Sophia M ‘CERU is a woman with two-handed infirmity. She has lost the use of her hands when she was still a teenager. She lived with her uncle in Bukavu and one day coming from school, she took a donut over those her uncle's wife was selling. Upon her return from the market, her uncle's wife noticing that there is a missing of a donut in the bowl. So she took rubbers that she wrapped the girl's hands and putting on fire. The two hands of the poor girl were burned to the point of losing all use.
Now Wabo lives in Irambo, at 70 Km from Bukavu where she has children who do not know their fathers. She tells us her story:
Since my hands were burnt, I have become the most miserable person. I have returned to my father’s village because after burning my hands, my uncle’s wife has chased me from her house. Once in the village, I had no place to stay. My father’s family considered me as a big charge for them, without hands, no way to help them in their domestic tasks. I had to change different houses; with no stable life. I decided to find one my father’s brother to help me. I knew that my father had lands, unfortunately, I was a girl and in our culture a girl cannot inherit. My father’s brother did not want me to help me. He even prevented me to stay to his home. I used to sleep outside for so long period. But I was 16 when a relative of my mother abused on me. He promised to give me a home and to take care of me. Unfortunately from our sexual relation, I became pregnant and had my first born. I never want to talk about my life. I found another three men who abused on me, they usually promise me to give me economic assistance but they never. Being a physical handicap is a very bad thing in life, especially in my village where some people can even accuse you for witch. I have learnt to use my hands to take care of my children. A woman, who is also alone, has helped me with her house. It’s not really a house but it is better that outside. I live there with my four children.

Many disable women and girls are victims of abuse because of their poverty, vulnerability. The lose self-confident because their communities consider them as useless. Through this project, I wish to provide to these women and girls the possibilities to talk and share their problems, to analyse their strength and share successful stories, to learn how they can become autonomous to prevent further violence and to create self-esteem.

Dear Ashley,
I am sorry to respond late to your mail. I was in the villages with no access to internet. May i add more ideas?
is it late to respond? I really do not have the pictures with me now but I have a many stories of women and girls, sharing me their problems. I will have them tomorrow
Thérèse