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My name is Mary, and I live in Kampala, Uganda. I am a mother of three, and for quite some time, I was troubled by the changes I was noticing in my children. Even though I worked hard to pay their school fees and meet all their needs, their behaviour was slowly becoming a challenge to control.
My greatest worry was my firstborn son, who had begun showing little interest in his education. He often complained about going to school, his examination results were getting worse, and he spent much of his free time associating with friends whose conduct I was not comfortable with. My other children were also becoming more stubborn and disobedient, making me fear that they might eventually develop similar habits.
I made several attempts to correct the situation by speaking to them, disciplining them and seeking help from relatives, but the improvements never lasted. I was especially worried that my son might eventually abandon school and start engaging in behaviours that could negatively affect his future. It was heartbreaking as a mother to see my children changing despite the sacrifices and efforts I was putting into raising them.
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