ASA Treasurer, Pauline Greenlick, visited Uganda this past June. She shares about her experience meeting one of the many Hidden Peoples ASA is striving to help.
Our van was parked at the top of the road. The rain stopped but the road below us was a sea of orange mud. The driver was young, all of 18. But experienced. All Uganda drivers have to know how to drive on the Uganda dirt roads. He claimed the road down the hill was impassable. We believed him. Orange mud, 2 foot deep ruts, deep pools of rainwater hiding even deeper ruts. There were 5 of us in the van, including the driver: myself, a psychologist, an intern from the University of Pittsburgh, and Yeko, a disabled man who runs another local nonprofit. We all took in a huge breath of resignation and we had to figure out how we would get down this hill of mud and water.
Her rapes produced 5 children. She was taken advantage of sexually because she was disabled. She had a small shop on the mud streets of Katwe, only to be robbed of everything. She could not even afford a door to her shack. Men would enter and take advantage of her because she was frail and disabled. She has had a sad life. She became literally hidden, hidden from sight, hidden from society. Hidden from the public, hidden from shame, hidden from the poverty, hidden from the world. Who cares or cared.