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If I kept it to myself - World YWCA

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<strong>If</strong> I <strong>kept</strong> <strong>it</strong> <strong>to</strong> <strong>myself</strong><br />

Tuwilika He<strong>it</strong>a<br />

I found her there and she <strong>to</strong>ld me “l<strong>it</strong>tle sister be a good<br />

girl, don’t follow what I did. Take care of yourself and<br />

be aware of HIV and AIDS. As you see me lying here <strong>it</strong> is<br />

because of HIV and AIDS.”<br />

My name is Tuwilika He<strong>it</strong>a, a 20-year-old woman<br />

from Namibia. I became interested in HIV and<br />

AIDS and youth issues while in high school.<br />

Since we did not have a life skills guidance<br />

teacher, nor did we receive education on sex<br />

or sexual<strong>it</strong>y, the only place I could get involved<br />

in HIV and AIDS issues was in clubs and<br />

associations. I joined an AIDS awareness club<br />

and My Future Is My Choice (MFMC) as these<br />

provided the only chance for young people <strong>to</strong> talk<br />

about HIV and AIDS.<br />

The AIDS awareness club was developed <strong>to</strong><br />

empower and support high school students<br />

and was open <strong>to</strong> every interested student. This<br />

club established a management structure that<br />

included a facil<strong>it</strong>a<strong>to</strong>r. From the youth centre,<br />

we obtained books provided by the Ministry of<br />

Basic Education, Sport and Culture that were<br />

used for debates, games, discussions and other<br />

activ<strong>it</strong>ies that mobilised and educated us on HIV<br />

prevention and care issues.<br />

By the time I joined high school, I had already<br />

been affected by AIDS. My eldest sister died in<br />

2002 from an AIDS-related illness. I was fifteen<br />

years old when she first started getting ill. It<br />

was a difficult time for our family; my parents<br />

were separated and unemployed. Our family<br />

of six, four girls and two boys was broken. My<br />

eldest sister was supporting my siblings and me<br />

by paying our school fees and meeting other<br />

personal daily needs.<br />

I lived w<strong>it</strong>h my sister at the beginning of her<br />

illness. She started losing weight and getting<br />

sick, and <strong>it</strong> seemed that every week she would<br />

have <strong>to</strong> go <strong>to</strong> the hosp<strong>it</strong>al. Finally, she was<br />

diagnosed w<strong>it</strong>h Tuberculosis. She was given<br />

28<br />

many tablets, but the sickness <strong>kept</strong> increasing.<br />

We were very close then; she liked me a lot and<br />

was always there for me when I needed help in<br />

my schoolwork. Although we never discussed<br />

HIV or AIDS, I began <strong>to</strong> wonder if she had HIV.<br />

She had become pregnant the year before, but<br />

her child passed away when he was only two<br />

months old. Soon after, she was very sick and<br />

s<strong>to</strong>pped working.<br />

My other sisters lived w<strong>it</strong>h other family members,<br />

so I was the only girl around <strong>to</strong> take care of my<br />

sister. Once her health got worse, I started high<br />

school at a boarding school. Now, I could only<br />

make <strong>it</strong> home on weekends. When I was home,<br />

I always made sure that she ate healthy food<br />

and <strong>to</strong>ok her medication on time. I used <strong>to</strong> pray<br />

w<strong>it</strong>h her, sing spir<strong>it</strong>ual inspiring songs, and show<br />

her how much she meant <strong>to</strong> me and how much<br />

I loved her. At the end of that year, I <strong>to</strong>ok her <strong>to</strong><br />

our church and she gave her life <strong>to</strong> Jesus through<br />

me.<br />

At the beginning of 2002, <strong>it</strong> was my final year in<br />

high school and I had <strong>to</strong> be at school studying<br />

most of the time. I had noticed that when my<br />

sister was alone, her health would deteriorate.<br />

I think that she would not eat well or take her<br />

tablets according <strong>to</strong> the doc<strong>to</strong>r’s prescription. I<br />

hadn’t been <strong>to</strong> see her in two months when I got<br />

a message from a neighbour that I must come<br />

home immediately. My sister was in hosp<strong>it</strong>al and<br />

had been asking <strong>to</strong> see me. I found her there and<br />

she <strong>to</strong>ld me “l<strong>it</strong>tle sister be a good girl, don’t follow<br />

what I did. Take care of yourself and be aware<br />

of HIV and AIDS. As you see me lying here <strong>it</strong> is<br />

because of HIV and AIDS. Don’t go in<strong>to</strong> the world,<br />

stay w<strong>it</strong>h your Jesus in your heart and take care<br />

of my only son. I love you. Tell your other sisters

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