{"id":3404,"date":"2022-06-13T15:36:37","date_gmt":"2022-06-13T19:36:37","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/my-name-is-maria\/"},"modified":"2022-06-13T15:36:37","modified_gmt":"2022-06-13T19:36:37","slug":"my-name-is-maria","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/my-name-is-maria\/","title":{"rendered":"My name is Maria"},"content":{"rendered":"

My name is Maria, I am 3 years old and I see my father in his coffin. A crowd gathers around him; women are crying and my mother is sitting on the floor, staring into the distance. I don\u2019t understand.<\/p>\n

I am 5 years old, and since 2 and I live with one of my uncles, brother of my mother. I get up in the morning at 5 a.m., I have to wash, brush, wash clothes and prepare meals for my uncle\u2019s children. And only after all this can I prepare for my departure to school.<\/p>\n

I am 10 years old, I liveon the street for 2 years. I fled, unable to bear the beatings of my aunt for whom the floor was never clean enough, the bread never fresh enough, the clothes never white enough. I fled the indifference of my uncle, who saw the blows, the mockery, the bruises, but looked away.<\/span><\/p>\n

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I am 12 years old and for 4 years to survive in the street, I steal, I lie, I cheat and on occasion I sell my body. People call me rebellious child, unruly child. They say to themselves that I am one of those children who have decided to flee their homes to escape the discipline of their parents.<\/p>\n

I am 14 years old and for a year I have been living in a shelter. I met some wonderful people there. I learn that I am a wonderful creature, created at the image of God. I learn that God loves me so much, so much that he gave his son as a sacrifice so that I could know him and experience this love. I learn my identity, not the one given to me by men, but the one God gave me long before I came into this world, before my title of orphan, parasite, rebellious child, prostitute . An identity that shows me all the potential and the magnificent and extraordinary works that God calls me to achieve.<\/p>\n

My name is Maria, I am 18 years old and my life is filled with the light and love of God. I go from glory to glory.\"d5dff325-86ae-4e76-8f44-4b3c100bada9\"<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

My name is Maria, I am 3 years old and I see my father in his coffin. A crowd gathers around him; women are crying and my mother is sitting on the floor, staring into the distance. I don\u2019t understand. I am 5 years old, and since 2 and I live with one of my […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[125],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-3404","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-unclassified"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3404","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=3404"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/3404\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=3404"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=3404"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/fesiorg.ca\/en\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=3404"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}