Who would ever think that from Blue Parrot Bar I would end up in international conferences, acting before royalty in Huairou and speaking before activists in Mumbai? Unbelievable but true!
My story began 15 years ago when, as a 17 year girl, I ran away from home and entered the flesh trade of Olongapo. It was through the bar hopping visits of the TW-MAE-W staff of “Belen sa Subic” that God sought me out. I was convinced to take up free courses at the …
I am Glory from Bohol of a family of ten children – five girls and five boys. I come from a poor family. My father was a fisherman and my mother used to sell candles on Wednesdays at the church. I was still young when I started to earn a living. I worked at our neighbor’s house and I was assisted to finish grade school. One day an aunt invited me to go with her to Manila with a promise that she would send me to school. Young as I was and excited to go to Manila …
I wish I could go back to the past and alter the horrible experiences I suffered. I was born on Valentine’s Day, the second child in a brood of six. My parents originated from Bicol but they migrated to Manila in search of greener pastures. However, good fortune was not in Manila. We transferred to Olongapo. I was nine years old when a cousin who was staying with us sexually molested me. I was terribly mad and I could not understand why he did such a dreadful …
I am Junie, a product of rape who also bore a child out of rape. My mother was 16 years old when the husband of her eldest sister raped her. I am a product of the sexual advances my uncle had done to my mother. Justice was not given to my mother who had wanted to file a case against the perpetrator but was persuaded not to do so by her relatives. After giving birth, she went to Manila to work as a housemaid. I grew up under the care of my …
Sexually and physically abused since six years old, our “Bunso,” the youngest one, came to us at the age of eight. She experienced excessive beatings; her head was banged against the walls and she was thrown outside the window. She was raped repeatedly. The perpetrator was her stepfather. He was caught in the act by Bunso’s older brother. The incident was reported to an aunt who in turn informed Bunso’s mother. The mother, however, did not believe …
In my anger because of a promiscuous husband, I started having black American military men for partners. Now that I’ve turned a new leaf, I take pride and joy in two more children who are black but beautiful. My failed marriage to a policeman began when I was 16. He raped me in a hotel and lived with me from then on. Four children were born out of that union. One day I caught Dante in the act of making love with our maid. I got furious. I grabbed her hair …
