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From Bakhita's Diary

I found a home!

When Mrs. Turina took me to the Institute, as she was leaving, standing on the threshold, she had turned to say good-bye, adding: "Bakhita. this is your new home!" I am sure that at the time she did not realize the full meaning of these words. Had she done so, she would never have taken me there.
Nine months later Mrs. Turina returned to Venice to claim her rights over me. But I refused to follow her back to Africa, since my instruction for baptism had not yet been completed. I also knew that, if I had followed her after receiving baptism, I would not have had the opportunity to practise my new religion. That is why, I thought it better to remain with the Sisters.
She burst out into a fit of anger, calling me ungrateful in forcing her to return to Africa alone, after all she had done for me.
But I was firm in my decision. She had a hundred and one pleas to make, but I would not bend to any one of them. I felt greatly pained at seeing her so upset and angry, because I really loved her.
I am sure the Lord gave me strength at that moment, because He wanted me for Himself alone. Oh. the goodness of God!
The next day Mrs. Turina returned to the Institute, with another lady, and tried again, with even harsher threats to convince me to follow her. But to no avail. The two ladies left the Catechumenate very irritated.
The Superior of the House contacted His Eminence, the Cardinal Patriarch of Venice informing him of the delicate situation. The Patriarch referred the matter to the King's Procurator who replied that, in Italy. slavery was illegal. I was therefore a free person. Mrs. Turina too called on the King's Procurator, hoping to obtain from him permission to force me to follow her, but she received the same answer.
On the third day, there she was again, at the Institute, accompanied by the same lady and by a brother-in-law who was an officer in the Army. Also present were the His Eminence Domenico Agostini, the Chairman of the Charity Association, the Superior of the Institute and some of the Sisters belonging to the Catechumenate. The Patriarch was the first to speak: a long  discussion ensued, which, fortunately, ended in my favour.
Mrs. Turina was in tears, tears of anger and disappointment. She snatched the child, who was clinging to me, unwilling to part, and forced her to follow her. I was so upset that I could scarcely  utter a word. Finally, I saw them leaving. I was in tears myself.
And yet, I felt happy that had not yielded. It was 29 November 1889.

A new life


I then returned to the Catechumenate where. after completing the period of instruction, with a joy that only angels can describe, I received the Sacrament of Regeneration on 9 January 1890. 1 was given the names Josephine. Margaret and Fortunata which in Arabic is Bakhita. 1 received Confirmation and Holy Communion the same day. Oh! what an unforgettable day that was!


 
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