AIDS DAY: umejifunza lipi? Langu ni hili

[Elli]

Kila ifikapo tarehe fulani fulani watu hukumbuka matukio fulani, leo ni siku ya Kupinga kuenea zaidi kwa UKIMWI je ndugu zangu tumejifunza nini? Binafsi mimi nimejifunza na kujikumbusha yafuatayo (japo nafanya hivyo kila siku)

Hatutaokolewa na Condom, iwe Dume au Jike; Rough Rider au Smooth Rider, Lady Pepeta au Lady Twanga

Nimepoteza marafiki zangu wapatao sita wengi wakiwa wamezikwa katika early twenty's, Pumzikeni Kwa amani, mmoja akiwa kidato cha pili tu!!!!

Kwamba, AIDS haichagui wala haibagui

Kwamba ni lazima kuwe na NIA ya dhati ya kubadilisha Tabia

Kwamba, ongezeko la watoto yatima linatisha as a result ya kupoteza Wazazi wao kwa AIDS

Kwamba wapo watu wanaoambukiza wengine kwa makusudi

Kwamba Nguvu kazi ya Taifa inapotea

Kwamba ugonjwa huu umegeuzwa biashara

Kwamba makaburi ya wapendwa waliolala bila hatia ni wengi kwa kulishwa dawa zisizo kidhi mahitaji
Kwamba hata condom nyingi tunazotumia zimeisha muda wake wa matumizi
Kwamba hakuna juhudi zozote za kuokoa Vijana walioko mashuleniKwamba, kwa sasa idadi ya Vijana au tuwaite watoto below 20 ambao ni victim ni wengi kuliko inavyoweza au ilivyowahi kudhaniwa.

Kwamba hakuna juhudi za dhati miongoni mwetu kukomesha hali hii na baya zaidi NGO nyingi kama si zote zipo kimaslahi zaidi.

Je wewe umejikumbusha na kuwambusha wengine kitu gani?

 

[Elli]

World AIDS DAY 1.12. - Philly Lutaaya Alone - YouTube

shuhuda wa UKIMWI

 

[Father of All]

Good lesson-cum-observation. Tatizo kubwa la ukimwi ni mipango mibovu kitaifa. Unapambana na ukimwi wakati huo huo unatangaza umalaya. Hapa tutegemee nini? Maadili yanamomonyoka kila uchao na hakuna anayedai. Je hapa utegemee nini? Serikali inatengeneza ARVs fake. Hapa utegemee nini? Kuwa na nyumba ndogo imegeuka fasheni. Tutegemee nini? Ni balaa balaa balaa mtindo mmoja.

 

[Elli]

Good lesson-cum-observation. Tatizo kubwa la ukimwi ni mipango mibovu kitaifa. Unapambana na ukimwi wakati huo huo unatangaza umalaya. Hapa tutegemee nini? Maadili yanamomonyoka kila uchao na hakuna anayedai. Je hapa utegemee nini? Serikali inatengeneza ARVs fake. Hapa utegemee nini? Kuwa na nyumba ndogo imegeuka fasheni. Tutegemee nini? Ni balaa balaa balaa mtindo mmoja.

Natafuta Speecha ya NKOSI nitaweka hapa muda si mrefu

 

[Elli]

NKOSI JoHNSON: AIDS HERO

The following is the speech Nkosi Johnson, 11 years old, made for the opening ceremony of the 13th International AIDS Conference in Durban:

"Hi, My name is Nkosi Johnson. I live in Melville, Johannesburg, South Africa. I am 11 years old and I have full-blown AIDS. I was born HIV-positive.

When I was two years old, I was living in a care center for HIV / AIDS-infected people. My mommy was obviously also infected and could not afford to keep me because she was very scared that the community she lived in would find out that we were both infected and chase us away.
I know she loved me very much and would visit me when she could. And then the care center had to close down because they didn't have any funds. So my foster mother, Gail Johnson, who was a director of the care center and had taken me home for weekends, said at a board meeting she would take me home. She took me home with her and I have been living with her for eight years now.
She has taught me all about being infected and how I must be careful with my blood. If I fall and cut myself and bleed, then I must make sure that I cover my own wound and go to an adult to help me clean it and put a plaster on it.

I know that my blood is only dangerous to other people if they also have an open wound and my blood goes into it. That is the only time that people need to be careful when touching me.
In 1997 mommy Gail went to the school, Melpark Primary, and she had to fill in a form for my admission and it said does your child suffer from anything so she said yes: AIDS.
My mommy Gail and I have always been open about me having AIDS. And then my mommy Gail was waiting to hear if I was admitted to school. Then she phoned the school, who said we will call you and then they had a meeting about me.
Of the parents and the teachers at the meeting 50% said yes and 50% said no. And then on the day of my big brother's wedding, the media found out that there was a problem about me going to school. No one seemed to know what to do with me because I am infected. The AIDS workshops were done at the school for parents and teachers to teach them not to be scared of a child with AIDS. I am very proud to say that there is now a policy for all HIV-infected children to be allowed to go into schools and not be discriminated against.

And in the same year, just before I started school, my mommy Daphne died. She went on holiday to Newcastle- she died in her sleep. And mommy Gail got a phone call and I answered and my aunty said please can I speak to Gail? Mommy Gail told me almost immediately my mommy had died and I burst into tears. My mommy Gail took me to my Mommy's funeral. I saw my mommy in the coffin and I saw her eyes were closed and then I saw them lowering it into the ground and then they covered her up. My granny was very sad that her daughter had died.
Then I saw my father for the first time and I never knew I had a father. He was very upset but I thought to myself, why did he leave my mother and me? And then the other people asked mommy Gail about my sister and who would look after her and then mommy Gail said ask the father.
Ever since the funeral, I have been missing my mommy lots and I wish she was with me, but I know she is in heaven. And she is on my shoulder watching over me and in my heart.
I hate having AIDS because I get very sick and I get very sad when I think of all the other children and babies that are sick with AIDS. I just wish that the government can start giving AZT to pregnant HIV mothers to help stop the virus being passed on to their babies. Babies are dying very quickly and I know one little abandoned baby who came to stay with us and his name was Micky. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't eat and he was so sick and Mommy Gail had to phone welfare to have him admitted to a hospital and he died. But he was such a cute little baby and I think the government must start doing it because I don't want babies to die.
Because I was separated from my mother at an early age, because we were both HIV positive, my mommy Gail and I have always wanted to start a care center for HIV / AIDS mothers and their children. I am very happy and proud to say that the first Nkosi's Haven was opened last year. And we look after 10 mommies and 15 children. My mommy Gail and I want to open five Nkosi's Havens by the end of next year because I want more infected mothers to stay together with their children- they mustn't be separated from their children so they can be together and live longer with the love that they need.
When I grow up, I want to lecture to more and more people about AIDS- and if mommy Gail will let me, around the whole country. I want people to understand about AIDS- to be careful and respect AIDS- you can't get AIDS if you touch, hug, kiss, hold hands with someone who is infected.
Care for us and accept us- we are all human beings.
We are normal. We have hands. We have feet. We can walk, we can talk, we have needs just like everyone else- don't be afraid of us- we are all the same!"

---

He was born Xolani Nkosi in a township slum east of Johannesburg. He never knew his father. His mother, Nonthlanthla Daphne Nkosi, was HIV-positive and passed along the virus to her unborn baby. He became a statistic-one of more than 70,000 children born HIV-positive every year in South Africa, where an estimated one-half of the population under the age of 15 will die of AIDS-related causes over the next decade.

But Xolani was a fighter. He survived beyond his second birthday, which is unusual in HIV-infected babies. As the disease began to sap his mother's strength, he was admitted with her to a crowded AIDS care center in Johannesburg. It was there that Gail Johnson, a volunteer worker, saw the wide-eyed Zulu boy and his ailing mother. She was obviously dying, and he was living on borrowed time. "It was a very personal and mutual understanding," says Johnson. "I had had a graphic encounter with an AIDS death close to my family, and I wanted to do something more than just talk about it. And there was Nkosi. All I had to do was to reach out to him."
His mother readily agreed for Johnson to become Nkosi's foster-mother. As Nkosi Johnson he had a home in a neat Johannesburg suburb and a wide circle of friends at Nkosi's Haven, the AIDS care center Johnson founded and named after him. Nonthlanthla Nkosi died of an AIDS-related illness in 1997. In the same year, Gail and Nkosi Johnson won a different battle. When she tried to enroll him in primary school, there was opposition from some parents because of his HIV-positive status. Johnson went public with a complaint and won her case. Nkosi went to school.

That controversy made Nkosi a national figure in the campaign to destigmatize AIDS, and provincial education departments across the country were required to draw up new policies. His big moment came last July, when he addressed delegates at the international AIDS conference in Durban. A tiny figure in a shiny dark suit and sneakers, nervously holding a wireless microphone, Nkosi Johnson, all of 11 years old, held an audience of 10,000 delegates in rapt, occasionally tearful silence as he told the story of his birth and his life. "Please help people with AIDS," he said. "Support them, love them, care for them."
Later that year he took the same message to an AIDS conference in Atlanta, Georgia. "It is sad to see so many sick people," he said. "I wish everybody in the world could be well."
Though probably the longest surviving child AIDS victim in South Africa, Nkosi was clearly not well when he returned from his U.S. trip in October. He had a quiet Christmas, then he collapsed. Diagnosed with brain damage, he had several seizures and became semicomatose. Yet he hung on. "Look at him," Johnson told a local newspaper. "Half the size of bloody nothing and still fighting."
The story of Nkosi Johnson has galvanized AIDS-awareness campaigners. With at least one of every 10 South Africans HIV-positive, the country faces a public health disaster that will hit poor, populous black communities the most. Nkosi once said he wished he were a white person because he never saw a white person get sick. Dr. Zola Skweyiya, Minister for Social Development, warned that the AIDS epidemic could result in blacks becoming a minority in their country. Editorialized the national Sunday Times: "We South Africans-and all others on this continent and in the world-have to learn to acknowledge and treat with humanity those who are living with AIDS. There can be no better monument to Nkosi, the child who has made us confront our frail humanity and our own deepest fears, than this."
For all the misery that Nkosi has had to suffer, he is one of the lucky ones, says Johnson. "He was accepted, he was loved." Among those calling at the Johnson home were schoolfriends whose parents once warned them not to get close to him. The children at Nkosi's Haven are also missing the little boy who organized their cops-and-robbers game and always wanted to be the top cop. Contributions to Johnson's aids care trust have allowed for the opening of a second Nkosi's Haven in the Johannesburg townships. Johnson hopes there will be many more. Nkosi's name-in Zulu it means Lord, or King of Kings-will live on.

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Source ya hii information ni Internet, tutakukumbuka NKOSI

 

[King Kong III]

Easy-E alidanja na hayo makitu!!

 

[Elli]

NKOSI JoHNSON: AIDS HERO

The following is the speech Nkosi Johnson, 11 years old, made for the opening ceremony of the 13th International AIDS Conference in Durban:

"Hi, My name is Nkosi Johnson. I live in Melville, Johannesburg, South Africa. I am 11 years old and I have full-blown AIDS. I was born HIV-positive.

When I was two years old, I was living in a care center for HIV / AIDS-infected people. My mommy was obviously also infected and could not afford to keep me because she was very scared that the community she lived in would find out that we were both infected and chase us away.
I know she loved me very much and would visit me when she could. And then the care center had to close down because they didn't have any funds. So my foster mother, Gail Johnson, who was a director of the care center and had taken me home for weekends, said at a board meeting she would take me home. She took me home with her and I have been living with her for eight years now.
She has taught me all about being infected and how I must be careful with my blood. If I fall and cut myself and bleed, then I must make sure that I cover my own wound and go to an adult to help me clean it and put a plaster on it.

I know that my blood is only dangerous to other people if they also have an open wound and my blood goes into it. That is the only time that people need to be careful when touching me.
In 1997 mommy Gail went to the school, Melpark Primary, and she had to fill in a form for my admission and it said does your child suffer from anything so she said yes: AIDS.
My mommy Gail and I have always been open about me having AIDS. And then my mommy Gail was waiting to hear if I was admitted to school. Then she phoned the school, who said we will call you and then they had a meeting about me.
Of the parents and the teachers at the meeting 50% said yes and 50% said no. And then on the day of my big brother's wedding, the media found out that there was a problem about me going to school. No one seemed to know what to do with me because I am infected. The AIDS workshops were done at the school for parents and teachers to teach them not to be scared of a child with AIDS. I am very proud to say that there is now a policy for all HIV-infected children to be allowed to go into schools and not be discriminated against.

And in the same year, just before I started school, my mommy Daphne died. She went on holiday to Newcastle- she died in her sleep. And mommy Gail got a phone call and I answered and my aunty said please can I speak to Gail? Mommy Gail told me almost immediately my mommy had died and I burst into tears. My mommy Gail took me to my Mommy's funeral. I saw my mommy in the coffin and I saw her eyes were closed and then I saw them lowering it into the ground and then they covered her up. My granny was very sad that her daughter had died.
Then I saw my father for the first time and I never knew I had a father. He was very upset but I thought to myself, why did he leave my mother and me? And then the other people asked mommy Gail about my sister and who would look after her and then mommy Gail said ask the father.
Ever since the funeral, I have been missing my mommy lots and I wish she was with me, but I know she is in heaven. And she is on my shoulder watching over me and in my heart.
I hate having AIDS because I get very sick and I get very sad when I think of all the other children and babies that are sick with AIDS. I just wish that the government can start giving AZT to pregnant HIV mothers to help stop the virus being passed on to their babies. Babies are dying very quickly and I know one little abandoned baby who came to stay with us and his name was Micky. He couldn't breathe, he couldn't eat and he was so sick and Mommy Gail had to phone welfare to have him admitted to a hospital and he died. But he was such a cute little baby and I think the government must start doing it because I don't want babies to die.
Because I was separated from my mother at an early age, because we were both HIV positive, my mommy Gail and I have always wanted to start a care center for HIV / AIDS mothers and their children. I am very happy and proud to say that the first Nkosi's Haven was opened last year. And we look after 10 mommies and 15 children. My mommy Gail and I want to open five Nkosi's Havens by the end of next year because I want more infected mothers to stay together with their children- they mustn't be separated from their children so they can be together and live longer with the love that they need.
When I grow up, I want to lecture to more and more people about AIDS- and if mommy Gail will let me, around the whole country. I want people to understand about AIDS- to be careful and respect AIDS- you can't get AIDS if you touch, hug, kiss, hold hands with someone who is infected.
Care for us and accept us- we are all human beings.
We are normal. We have hands. We have feet. We can walk, we can talk, we have needs just like everyone else- don't be afraid of us- we are all the same!"

---

He was born Xolani Nkosi in a township slum east of Johannesburg. He never knew his father. His mother, Nonthlanthla Daphne Nkosi, was HIV-positive and passed along the virus to her unborn baby. He became a statistic-one of more than 70,000 children born HIV-positive every year in South Africa, where an estimated one-half of the population under the age of 15 will die of AIDS-related causes over the next decade.

But Xolani was a fighter. He survived beyond his second birthday, which is unusual in HIV-infected babies. As the disease began to sap his mother's strength, he was admitted with her to a crowded AIDS care center in Johannesburg. It was there that Gail Johnson, a volunteer worker, saw the wide-eyed Zulu boy and his ailing mother. She was obviously dying, and he was living on borrowed time. "It was a very personal and mutual understanding," says Johnson. "I had had a graphic encounter with an AIDS death close to my family, and I wanted to do something more than just talk about it. And there was Nkosi. All I had to do was to reach out to him."
His mother readily agreed for Johnson to become Nkosi's foster-mother. As Nkosi Johnson he had a home in a neat Johannesburg suburb and a wide circle of friends at Nkosi's Haven, the AIDS care center Johnson founded and named after him. Nonthlanthla Nkosi died of an AIDS-related illness in 1997. In the same year, Gail and Nkosi Johnson won a different battle. When she tried to enroll him in primary school, there was opposition from some parents because of his HIV-positive status. Johnson went public with a complaint and won her case. Nkosi went to school.

That controversy made Nkosi a national figure in the campaign to destigmatize AIDS, and provincial education departments across the country were required to draw up new policies. His big moment came last July, when he addressed delegates at the international AIDS conference in Durban. A tiny figure in a shiny dark suit and sneakers, nervously holding a wireless microphone, Nkosi Johnson, all of 11 years old, held an audience of 10,000 delegates in rapt, occasionally tearful silence as he told the story of his birth and his life. "Please help people with AIDS," he said. "Support them, love them, care for them."
Later that year he took the same message to an AIDS conference in Atlanta, Georgia. "It is sad to see so many sick people," he said. "I wish everybody in the world could be well."
Though probably the longest surviving child AIDS victim in South Africa, Nkosi was clearly not well when he returned from his U.S. trip in October. He had a quiet Christmas, then he collapsed. Diagnosed with brain damage, he had several seizures and became semicomatose. Yet he hung on. "Look at him," Johnson told a local newspaper. "Half the size of bloody nothing and still fighting."
The story of Nkosi Johnson has galvanized AIDS-awareness campaigners. With at least one of every 10 South Africans HIV-positive, the country faces a public health disaster that will hit poor, populous black communities the most. Nkosi once said he wished he were a white person because he never saw a white person get sick. Dr. Zola Skweyiya, Minister for Social Development, warned that the AIDS epidemic could result in blacks becoming a minority in their country. Editorialized the national Sunday Times: "We South Africans-and all others on this continent and in the world-have to learn to acknowledge and treat with humanity those who are living with AIDS. There can be no better monument to Nkosi, the child who has made us confront our frail humanity and our own deepest fears, than this."
For all the misery that Nkosi has had to suffer, he is one of the lucky ones, says Johnson. "He was accepted, he was loved." Among those calling at the Johnson home were schoolfriends whose parents once warned them not to get close to him. The children at Nkosi's Haven are also missing the little boy who organized their cops-and-robbers game and always wanted to be the top cop. Contributions to Johnson's aids care trust have allowed for the opening of a second Nkosi's Haven in the Johannesburg townships. Johnson hopes there will be many more. Nkosi's name-in Zulu it means Lord, or King of Kings-will live on.

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[Elli]

Easy-E alidanja na hayo makitu!!

Mpwa hebu nikumbushe ndioo nani huyu

 

[Elli]

Hua nikiisoma hii speecha naishia kulia tu it pains, inauma sana sana, kila mwaka lazima niisome kwenye siku kama hii, nakuwakumbusha na wengine hasa sisi wenye familia, tuna watoto wanaotutegemea, tusiwaachie mateso tuwaachie Elimu
Copy kwa zumbemkuu LITTLEAngel man Invisible nae pia awe makini

 

[Elli]

Hua nikiisoma hii speecha naishia kulia tu it pains, inauma sana sana, kila mwaka lazima niisome kwenye siku kama hii, nakuwakumbusha na wengine hasa sisi wenye familia, tuna watoto wanaotutegemea, tusiwaachie mateso tuwaachie Elimu
Copy kwa zumbemkuu LITTLEAngel man Invisible nae pia awe makini

 

[zumbemkuu]

speech ya huyo dogo Nkosi inahuzunisha sana aisee.

 

[Kingsimba]

Niwaambie ki2.....kuna watu wanafurahi kuwaambukiza wengine ili wapate faraja kwamba wako wengi wenye virusi......bila kufikili kua yule uliye muambukiza anaweza kutembea na mwanao au nduguyo nae akapata virusi na yeye pia.
Na wapo wanaume wanao amini kujua kama yeye ana virusi au hana anatembea na msichana ili akimpa mimba atatambua kuwa anavyo au hana coz anaogopa kupima so mwanamke akimwambia ameenda clinic na ameambiwa anavirusi basi anaterekeza mimba na mtoto pamoja na mama yake anenda kwa mwingine....kuna fumbo kubwa sana hapa
ila kwa mala ya kwanza napenda kusema hivi kauli mbiu mpya leo toka jamii forums ...ikinge jamii na jamii itakukinga na virusi vya ukimwi.

 

[Elli]

Ni kweli kabisa Mpwa, ila nimehuzunishwa sana na Speech ya Mkuu wa Kaya haikua na mashiko ya maana hata kidogo

Niwaambie ki2.....kuna watu wanafurahi kuwaambukiza wengine ili wapate faraja kwamba wako wengi wenye virusi......bila kufikili kua yule uliye muambukiza anaweza kutembea na mwanao au nduguyo nae akapata virusi na yeye pia.
Na wapo wanaume wanao amini kujua kama yeye ana virusi au hana anatembea na msichana ili akimpa mimba atatambua kuwa anavyo au hana coz anaogopa kupima so mwanamke akimwambia ameenda clinic na ameambiwa anavirusi basi anaterekeza mimba na mtoto pamoja na mama yake anenda kwa mwingine....kuna fumbo kubwa sana hapa
ila kwa mala ya kwanza napenda kusema hivi kauli mbiu mpya leo toka jamii forums ...ikinge jamii na jamii itakukinga na virusi vya ukimwi.

 

[mopaozi]

Mi nimejifunza no condom no sex. N vice cersa

 

[Kimbori]

Nijifunza ya kwamba, wale wanaopima kwenye 'sherehe' ya UKIMWI huambiwa "wewe ni mzima". Nasema hivyo kwa kuwa takribani mwaka wa tatu nimeshuhudia watu wote wanaopimwa kwenye vituo vya muda hupewa majibu salama. Napata wasiwasi pale watu wote wanaopimwa kisha kupewa majibu sawa.

 

[Elli]

Ni kweli kabisa Mpwa uko sahihi, tunapewa Takwimu za Uongo, hebu nimeweka wimbno wa Huyo Mganda hapo juu yeye alijitangaza, ni nani leo hii atathubutu kujitangaza kwa nia njema kwa ajili ya kuokoa wengine?

Nijifunza ya kwamba, wale wanaopima kwenye 'sherehe' ya UKIMWI huambiwa "wewe ni mzima". Nasema hivyo kwa kuwa takribani mwaka wa tatu nimeshuhudia watu wote wanaopimwa kwenye vituo vya muda hupewa majibu salama. Napata wasiwasi pale watu wote wanaopimwa kisha kupewa majibu sawa.

 

[Elli]

Strawberry umeiona hio speech ya dogo? alishavuta kitambo ila speech yake bado ni kali, iliwatoa machozi watu huko Durban

 

[Amani Mrimbo]

Good lesson-cum-observation. Tatizo kubwa la ukimwi ni mipango mibovu kitaifa. Unapambana na ukimwi wakati huo huo unatangaza umalaya. Hapa tutegemee nini? Maadili yanamomonyoka kila uchao na hakuna anayedai. Je hapa utegemee nini? Serikali inatengeneza ARVs fake. Hapa utegemee nini? Kuwa na nyumba ndogo imegeuka fasheni. Tutegemee nini? Ni balaa balaa balaa mtindo mmoja.

Umesahau AJALI ZA BARABARANI kila siku watu wanachanganya damu mbaya na nzuri !tutegemee nini?

 

[Amani Mrimbo]

Mi nimejifunza no condom no sex. N vice cersa

tunazidiwa hata ng'ombe , maana wao sasa wanakula MBUNYE stereo kabisa! They will never use condom

 

[Elungata]

Nijifunza ya kwamba, wale wanaopima kwenye 'sherehe' ya UKIMWI huambiwa "wewe ni mzima". Nasema hivyo kwa kuwa takribani mwaka wa tatu nimeshuhudia watu wote wanaopimwa kwenye vituo vya muda hupewa majibu salama. Napata wasiwasi pale watu wote wanaopimwa kisha kupewa majibu sawa.

kumbe hukujua..huwa hawatoi majibu halisi wanachotaka wao ni kupata data tu za kwenda kuombea misaada zaidi.
Unaweza ukawa positive na bado wanakwambia uko salama.wapumbaf sana.