Transvestite 4

“It took me six months to physically be a man again. Though I didn’t go and search for male client, I still didn’t find women attractive. I still like men. I like looking at handsome, well built man. But that was all.”

“At 48, I got married. It was because my sisters and brothers that keep on pressuring me.”

“They match make me with her. I didn’t know her but just to make my sisters and brothers happy I abide to their wishes.”

“It was a grand wedding, my brothers and my sisters paid for it.”

“My wife was a very sweet woman.”

“I have a child with her, but I just can’t love my wife. We slept together only for about a week and then I moved to the other room but she got pregnant.”

“After she delivered our baby, I divorced her. I know I am being unfair to her but sigh….!“

“I love my child very much but I just can’t love the mother.”

“When I looked at men, I find myself drawn to them. But that’s about all. I will never go back to the lifestyle of a drag/transvestites again.”

My friend is now 53 year old. Still working and supports his child. Never re-married.

His ex-wife, is now happily married to a nice man.

CIKGUTANYA: I AM FOR SEX EDUCATION IN SCHOOL. WHAT SAY YOU?

Transvestite 3

I asked him again, “What changed you after 10 years of being a transvestite?“

“At 26, I decided I wanted to changed my way. That night it was raining heavily, he was standing in front of the famous cinema just beside a chicken rice shop (very famous in the capital city).”

“I wanted to tackle him, I made a passed at him. He smile and I said to myself … wow! What a catch! But instead of having a hell of a happy time, he took me to a coffee shop and make me think hard about my life.”

“I was given issues about transvestites and he asked me to think about it. He was such a very good man. He never judged me for what I am. He just made me think about my life.”

“Usually people will look at us as if we are garbage and a menace to society without really knowing why we are like that.”

“That’s why if you have children please take care of them, don’t entrust your small children to other people, even you think they are nice!”

“OK, back to my story, I keep on seeing this good man (nothing sexual, just talking, and changing of ideas). He is very matured.”

“After a year, I started thinking hard about my life and I started to change my way.”

“I stopped taking the hormone pills, and my bosom shrinked. Hair started to grow again and my skin turned slightly roughed.”

CIKGUTANYA: Good Samaritan is difficult to find. Continue tomorrow.

The Transvestite

I have a friend. A transvestite. He is a nice and jovial person

One day, out of curiosity, I asked him personally, “What make you turn into a transvestite?”

“It happened when I was 6 years old. My parents opened up a stall selling food for breakfast and lunch. They don’t have a maid to help care for me.”

“Everything was done by my father and mother. From marketing, cooking and selling. They will be at the stall from six in the morning till afternoon about two pm.”

“I was born when my parent were 48 years old. Accident child. All my sisters and brothers were married and have their own home, so I am the only child at home.”

“At the back of our house, my father built an extension to the house. Two rooms and a bathroom. He rented it to a man running a grocery shop at the village. He was then 35.“

“My parents trusted him so much. Every morning they will leave me with the man and he will take me to his grocery shop at 8.30 am.”

“In the shop I will be at the back of the shop either playing alone or doing my homework. At noon, I walked to school and be there till six pm. I will go home after six pm and my mother and father will be home by then.”

“My sexual awakening was by this man. My father and mother trusted him and never suspected anything, and to me, what he did was just a way of showing that he cares for me”

CIKGUTANYA: Please think of what will happen next. Bubye!

My Grandmother's Sex Education 2

The conductor cannot stand straight and lost control of his balance. His finger then touched my hands. I was scared, really scared!

I reached home crying all the way after the first bus ride to school.

My grandmother was frantic. I kept on crying.

“Why, why?” she asked me.

“Grandma, I’m pregnant!”

“Why and how?” She asked me.

“Today on the way back from school, on the bus, when the conductor wanted to give the ticket to me, the bus jerked and my finger touched his finger sob sob sob!”

And then I wailed again!

“I AM PREGNANT!”

“NO! NO! you‘re not pregnant because you touched his finger – ACCIDENTALY. BUT if you touch his finger INTENTIONALLY then only you’ll get pregnant. Don’t worry. You’re not pregnant!” My grandmother told me.

I was relieved and happy

I went hopscotch with my friends feeling relieved.

CIKGUTANYA:. I only knew about sex, when I was in Form Four during science’s lesson by my fierce teacher .