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My childhood abuse in the orphanage, is New Zealand's shameful, dirty secret of physical, mental and sexual abuse of innocent children by nuns, lay staff, the older girls and the priest and bullying at two orphanages in Christchurch New Zealand. From the age of five to ten old I was made to work on their farm and laundry at Mount Magdala - St. Joseph Girls Orphanage then from ten to nineteen years old I worked in the Nazareth house kitchen and laundry. I was conceived out of wedlock, because of my mother being raped at fifteen years old. I was just two and a half months old when I was snatched…mehr

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My childhood abuse in the orphanage, is New Zealand's shameful, dirty secret of physical, mental and sexual abuse of innocent children by nuns, lay staff, the older girls and the priest and bullying at two orphanages in Christchurch New Zealand. From the age of five to ten old I was made to work on their farm and laundry at Mount Magdala - St. Joseph Girls Orphanage then from ten to nineteen years old I worked in the Nazareth house kitchen and laundry. I was conceived out of wedlock, because of my mother being raped at fifteen years old. I was just two and a half months old when I was snatched from my mother's arms, by the catholic church then placed in the care of one of their Catholic orphanage. From the beginning, I was taught that my mother was sinful and that I would be too unless the devil was beaten from my soul. I was sexually abused in the nursery from a tiny young girl of eighteen months old by three lady workers for four years. At night times three nuns would ritual attack me by taking my clothes off, tying me to both ends of the bed and savagely attacking me with the buckle of her belt, hula hoop cut in half and a large whip as they tried to suppress my will and to break my spirit.
Autorenporträt
I am a survivor of severe multiple kinds of child abuse in two catholic church orphanages from October 1941 to March 1966 25years of abuse. They promise me Heaven, But Led me To Hell. I lived in two orphanage, which every one called, a place of God. My childhood was full of hate, from all adults around me, The two orphanages were very cold, both day and worse at night. I wore a sugar sack, it was called the clothes of the unwanted children and to be always told, that I should be grateful to them, for taking me in. They took me away from my mother, she held on to me for two and a half months and would not let them take me, but the catholic church won. My mother was to suffer the rest of her life, because I was pulled out of her arms. My story is one story of many worldwide..