How is one expected to forget when one is sent out 4times for adoption and then to be sent back to the orphanages time and time again. Us children who had no parents were lined up each Sunday morning outside for adoption. We would all sit up on a long stool and were looked over by adults, as though we were cattle. I would think, here I am, don't you see me. The first time I was put up for adoption I was 6years old and then 6days after, I was back again, then another girl went to this same family Mandy, she was there for 2months then she too was sent back.
Would you believe it another girl went to this same family yet again and Dot they did adopt, for two years she was with this family and she would come back, then go away again this happened though out the years we were at the first orphanage, then at 1O years old she came back for good.
After 45years of not seeing each other and meeting Dot and Mandy at Dot's 60th birthday 3rd October 2002, I asked Dot if she knew why the family took me back to the orphanage. It was because I was too quite and shy. Well this really got to me, as I am still quite and shy and I have never hurt anyone. You see, time and time again I knew that no one wanted me and would think that there was something wrong with me, I was a child and the hatred that I was shown by the nuns just want leave me.
As I was saying these Nazareth house nuns who lived the lives of kings and queens while we children lived like pig in the pig stiles and fed like them as well, you used us to your advances and may god have mercy on your souls.
You killed me so many times by you thrashings of me and you took from me my innocents, you turned me into a shell of a child with no meaning of love, or to live.
I pray that someone somewhere will whisper a prayer to God on my behalf, as I have lost my faith in the Roman Catholic Church, I am now sixty-two years old and only a child in wisdom.
Today I still continue to face serious difficulties in establishing my actual identity and contacting members of my natural families who are still alive. The absence of a medical history is also a significant problem for me. I am suffering emotional and physical hardship and abuse, of a kind which has had damaging consequences of my health and well-being for the remainder of my live.
Victims of Forced Adoption Demand Apology
At long last it is happening in New Zealand to. Now lets hope that us adopted babies, will be recognized, as survivors as well. We are still hurting, five times they sent me out, to different families to be adopted. Gosh I still remember sitting on a long bench, outside the front door each Sunday, waiting to be looked over by men and women, as though I was some sort of cattle, in the sale yard and all before I was 6years old and then I was too old, to be some ones child. What the hell did that think we were? bloody animals.
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I want you to know I have nothing against animals, I love animals, it is just that I don't know any other way, to describe the hurt and pain of going through this every day.
The victims of forced adoptions in New Zealand, are calling for an apology from the Government.
It has been an untold story and an unspoken horror for tens of thousands of young, unmarried Kiwi mums, who gave up their children between the 1940s and 1970s.
However, one woman has broken her silence for the first time and spoken to TV ONE's Close Up reporter Mark Crysell.