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November 19, 2011

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She stole another glance at the men behind her as she hurried along Rhodes Avenue. Just a couple more blocks and she’d be at her apartment building. All she had to do was get past the dark patch caused by the faulty street light up ahead, and she’d be back at her block. There she’d be safe.

Her personal sanctuary, she couldn’t get there soon enough. She’d chosen that particular building when she moved here because of its state of the art security system. Armed with surveillance cameras, a 24hrs clock security guard, and motion detection sensors; it was as close to a fortress as she could afford.

The Eastern Cape is safer. Statistics shows a low crime rate when compared to other South African Cities. Its the reason she had chosen to move here. The university had just been an added bonus. Nothing beats living below the radar, away from her past, the beatings, stigma, rape and abuse.

“I’m just being paranoid. Those men aren’t after me. Maybe they hurrying to a pub somewhere to catch the remainder of the springbok’s game” she rationalized, as she neared the edge of the shadows of the dark patch. She had nothing to fear and mind was overreacting. Her internal radar was merely off; it still hasn’t gotten used to the security Grahamstown offered. But nothíng is about to happen.

There was no need to be afraid. She had been very careful this time. No one (here) knows what she was, she had taken tremendous care to keep it a secret this time. Avoiding public places, meeting Thembi only in  motel rooms, hiding whatever feelings she’d developed for her and encouraging her to stay with her fiancé when she(Thembi) wanted to break up with him.

So there’s no reason for alarm bells screaming in her head, shouting at her to RUN!! No reason to be afraid. No one’s going to try to cure her illness here. “There are no monsters lurking in the dark, up ahead“, she said to herself as she marched into the dark patch.

Home, sanctuary, is just a couple of steps away

Then IT happened, like her mind had been warning her all along. Two shadows suddenly emerged from nowhere in front of her and headed monstrously for her. She stopped; frozen, engulfed in a red mist of terror. Her mind screaming RUN, but her legs had deserted her. She stood as if in a trance, as the monsters close in.

She was 16 again; back in Soweto. Naive, with no idea what happened to girls like her. She was at home that day, where they say charity’ begins. Lenka, her older brother, had led a group of men which included a boy she had been seeing (but had refused to sleep with) and other concerned friends and extended family members into her room.

We know you are a lesbian… You are not a man, you think you are, but we are going to show you, you are a woman. We are going to cure you of this madness; you need to feel the real touch of a man, to taste a man

It was a tough act of love but the lesson needed to be taught. She needed to be cured; to become a true African woman.

A lesson it had been. A lesson she never forgot. It was all she remembered the other eleven times, other groups had tried correcting her, even when she got stabbed nineteen times, it was always that afternoon happening all over again.

Her mother had walked in afterwards, with a pained but satisfied air. “This is what happens to girls like you” she had said.

.  .  .  .  .  .  .

She saw but didn’t recognize Mpho, Thembi’s fiancé as he grabbed her. His face faded out of her view, replaced again by Lenka’s. She was back in her room in Soweto again, and didn’t feel the first stab going in her back, from the brutes behind her…

There’s nothing like a penis to solve a woman’s problems. Maybe it will solve hers this time.


* * * * * * * *

This is a work of fiction. And yet…

They Call It Corrective Rape aired October 29, on CNN’s World Untold Stories . Corrective Rape is a practice where men force themselves on lesbians, believing it will change their sexual orientation.


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16 Comments leave one →
  1. Efeboy permalink
    November 19, 2011 9:00 pm

    This is sad, sum men are actually sick. Finking raping a gal will cure her of lesbianism

  2. Ruqiola permalink
    November 19, 2011 9:16 pm

    I was going to watch the documentary,and you have given me a hint about it…Its a painful story tho.

  3. November 19, 2011 9:39 pm

    Oh wow.
    😦

  4. Kblewin permalink
    November 19, 2011 9:55 pm

    The sick place that is the human mind. I just cant deal with this…

  5. @mizztosin permalink
    November 19, 2011 10:26 pm

    Why evils!!!!!
    Oh wow, stabs, rape…..d evils men inflict on each other!!!
    😦

  6. November 19, 2011 10:35 pm

    Wow!

  7. @JayLyrics101 permalink
    November 19, 2011 10:51 pm

    Such a pathetic culture and practice.. In as much as our ”culture” doesn’t condone homosexual practices, it is also improper for any individual or group of persons not to respect people’s sexuality to the extent of trying to correct them even in obvious criminality. Corrective rape my third leg.. Pffftt!

  8. November 20, 2011 5:45 am

    OMG! This is so sad. The government needs to protect these women…

  9. NateOblivion permalink
    November 20, 2011 6:10 am

    Utter amazement. Just another case of how tactless Africa is, especially in matters of homosexuality.

  10. Boss_o_matic permalink
    November 20, 2011 7:32 am

    Hmmmm…..wicked!!!

  11. November 20, 2011 12:07 pm

    Why? Why?? Why??? Why evils????

    Corrective rape ke?? Sounds more like some ritual stunts. May God help us

  12. TeaKay permalink
    November 20, 2011 12:24 pm

    Wow! I’m speechless….this is some terrible ish!

  13. November 25, 2011 11:29 pm

    Oh wow,awesome i tell u.
    Following,reciprocate.

  14. December 9, 2011 8:10 am

    Collective what?! Are you kidding me?!! You write really well

    Adiya
    Muse Origins

  15. April 13, 2012 9:02 pm

    Oh my! even her mother said that? evil people!

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