{"id":763,"date":"2014-11-23T06:19:20","date_gmt":"2014-11-23T06:19:20","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/friendsnewundergroundrailroad.org\/?p=763"},"modified":"2014-11-23T06:19:20","modified_gmt":"2014-11-23T06:19:20","slug":"nandis-story-i-wasnt-a-given-chance-to-even-hug-my-son-in-rwanda-now-nov-2014","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/nandis-story-i-wasnt-a-given-chance-to-even-hug-my-son-in-rwanda-now-nov-2014\/","title":{"rendered":"Nandi\u2019s Story \u2013 \u201cI wasn&#8217;t a given chance to even hug my son.\u201d In Rwanda now, Nov. 2014."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>A Friends New Underground Railroad Story<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>I go by the name of Nandi. Am 28yrs of age and a professional teacher of Chemistry. I used to teach at a Catholic school ([name] Senior Secondary School) Being a science teacher was lucky to get a job soon after completing my bachelor&#8217;s degree at [name] University. I was assigned to teacher Senior 2 and Senior 4.<\/p>\n<p>Early this year my life changed forever. I have always guided my personal secrets because I used to live in a very homophobic country. Living in such a hostile environment I took no chances, only fellow bisexual girlfriends and a few lesbians knew that I was bisexual. I covered it up very well right from my earlier days as a teenager. I realized that I was different from other girls when I was about 15yrs, I was always attracted to both girls and boys.<\/p>\n<p>As during my second year at [name] university, I chanced on dating a boy it was love but still I had several girl friends for open relationship and I have a confession to make I loved having sex with girls more than boys. I stayed with A for years and when I had just started working I got pregnant and A was happy, he wanted to make our relationship official but I told him, no please. Though he wasn&#8217;t so happy with my negative we were still happy. I lived a double live of having a full time boyfriend and father of Isaac my son in the house and at one again having a girlfriend, a lover &#8211; V, loved so much and I could do anything for her. I suffered inside, I decided to confide in A about my secret life so I can be a little more free<\/p>\n<p>As the news of signing the Anti &#8211; gay law was running in every media across the global on the 14th of Feb, I was on a romantic dinner with A at Garden hotels at the Nile. We enjoyed ourselves and after hugging and kissing him, I opened up to him! He laughed it off and said it&#8217;s a joke, it can&#8217;t be true. He asked for proof, so I showed him pictures, short videos, messages and recorded conversations with V. A almost fainted. He went silent and walked away from the hotel gardens, he went to his parents and his parents called him by the time I reached home, everything was different. He asked me to leave immediately, of course I resisted but when security and mobs picked interest I had to run away, the following morning I went to explain to the headmaster of the school where I was teaching but he had already reached the news, I wasn&#8217;t asked to resign or given any letters of terminating my contract but asked to leave. All my students were told and some fellow teachers tried to make it though I was even trying to hit on them and also sleep with female students<\/p>\n<p>I wasn&#8217;t given a chance to even hug my son, there was nowhere to run. That&#8217;s when I remembered a small charity where we once went for team building and socialization one evening with V. They welcomed me with open hands and advised me on what to do, I got a travel document in a record time.<\/p>\n<p>A one person I am going call AW was so helpful, with almost nothing he managed to take me somewhere as he coordinated support, within 3 days we had the financial and moral support from FNUR in USA. The money they sent was able to get me to another country where I stayed for 2months before finally being accepted to settle in Kigali Rwanda where am working as a teacher<\/p>\n<p>Am so grateful to FNUR for the support and I highly recommend their services and work.<\/p>\n<p>\u2014<\/p>\n<p><strong>Please support the work of Friends Underground Railroad with a donation so we can help more people like Nandi. Donate<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><a title=\"Donate!\" href=\"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/donate\/\">here<\/a>.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/strong><em>Thank you!<\/em><\/p>\n<p><strong>And please share this story.<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0<\/span><\/strong>Download the PDF document <a href=\"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/11\/NandisStory-IwasntGivenAchanceToEvenHugMySon-InRwandaNow-Nov2014.pdf\" target=\"_blank\">here<\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A Friends New Underground Railroad Story I go by the name of Nandi. Am 28yrs of age and a professional teacher of Chemistry. I used to teach at a Catholic school ([name] Senior Secondary School) Being a science teacher was lucky to get a job soon after completing my bachelor&#8217;s degree at [name] University. I [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[8,13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-763","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-appeal","category-the-stories"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/763","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=763"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/763\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=763"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=763"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/friendsugandanskillstraining.org\/friendsugandansafetransport.org\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=763"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}