"In total I have nine children including the one who passed away. One went to Khartoum a long time ago so I don't know whether he's dead or alive. All my children were born in the village because at that time there was no health centre.When my daughter was in the early stages of pregnancy she had no problem. Up to seven months she was fine and then she started to complain of headaches and then it was like labour pains starting. I took her to the health centre. It was the first time she went to the health centre in Mvolo. I took her by bicycle. She had a high fever and was vomiting. She died in the clinic in the delivery room.She didn't have a husband - she just got pregnant by someone. She wasn't officially married. Her first child grew to five years and then died. This child cried a lot and complained of headaches and stomach aches. It started in the morning and he passed away in the evening. His mother took him to the clinic and he was given treatment for malaria. He died three years ago.
Common illnesses here are stomach aches and headaches. Sometimes the children complain of pain in their ribs [pneumonia]. It's very common in children - it's very common for children to pass away from these things. I don't know the causes, just the illness. Even if I die now people won't know why unless they take me to the hospital to find out.She then had this one [pointing at two-year-old Saba] and then the other child died in her womb.I'm now looking after my daughter's surviving child. This is his third year. He's called Saba because he was born in the morning [Saba means morning in Arabic].The biggest responsibility is to provide food for the child so he can grow. My eldest son gives assistance to help me look after the child. At harvest time when there is grain - sorghum - we eat that. We also eat cassava roots and leaves and okra. Sometimes we face a lot of difficulties when there's no harvest - we just have to eat cassava roots then. If I manage to get some money I buy sorghum from the market.I accompanied my daughter to the clinic. I was there when she passed away. It's very painful because you bring up your child and then you see her die at the age of about 20 years. She was born during the war. This place [his village] is rocky so we buried her along the road, close to the church. She died in April this year but we've not held a funeral yet. There was nothing to eat at the time she died and we couldn't afford to pay for the funeral.I think a lot about my daughter when I see her small child (Saba). It's a big responsibility looking after him and seeing him reminds me of her. I think about how we must give her a funeral, it's always on my mind.My daughter was a quiet lady and helped the family out. She made tea and sold it in the market and bought clothes for us with the money.She wasn't officially married and I thought if she got married I'd benefit from the dowry, but then this happened. When we were informed who got her pregnant we opened a case with the police but it was dismissed. I blame my daughter's death on the man who got her pregnant. I'm not happy, even now and I don't understand why the case was dismissed. According to our tradition I want 500 Sudanese pounds from the man who got her pregnant so I can hold her funeral.Saba often thinks about his mum. He's very quiet and sometimes he cries. He's getting better gradually as time goes by."
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