My testimony stands on my life within my own family, at school, in my daily job and finally as couple.
I was born in a modesty family of farmers. I’m the last one in a family of six children and I got a good education from the catholic school and I never missed any primary needs during my childhood.
I started my primary school at the age of six even though the girl schooling was not encouraged in my area of born.
When ending the primary school, I failed on the National test and the headmaster didn’t accept me for doubling the school year. I was obliged to look for a place far from home at 9 km. I failed once again and my parents did their best to let me return at the first primary school for a third time and I succeed on the test. With the 1993 crisis, my parents were assassinated, our belongs were stolen and our houses burned down just when I was attending the secondary school.
As the consequences of that crisis, I passed 2 years in an Internal Displaced Person Camp. By clemency, one family adopted me and sent me at school. I failed unjustly when I was in 11 st grade due to a conflict that our teacher of English course had with my paternal uncle. I changed the school and went to Rumonge high school where I finished it without any other problem. Then, I attended the Burundi University where another professor of English course made me failed too. Due this failing, my right to continue living within the campus was stopped. I moved to live to my cousin where his wife mistreated seriously and finally I leaved and looked for a friend to host me.
After the university I got a job as a teacher at Cuya catholic seminar since 2009. Due to my marriage I moved to Bubanza province where I got promotion to become a headmaster. No difficulties met.
My life as a couple came to empire the situation due to the fact that I got a husband who didn’t have a vision for the future except drinking beer with his group. The minimum of economy I had reserved when I was a single one, was misused and got traumatized by the deception I endured when I was expecting for a husband to comfort me and made me forget the misery I went through as orphan and injustice met before.
I developed isolation and other symptoms of trauma following my husband behavior and the delicate situation we were in.
What I come to learn is that: any difficult act met in life must have a particular attention and a psychological assistance. I understood my traumatic experience and that of my husband and community in general. My commitment is that I’m going use the tools I come to get to help my family and my community too.