It started in 1975 when my mother took me to Brazil from Panama, where we lived with my grandmother for the next 3 years. My father was in New Jersey working so we could move there some day. We went from poverty to more poverty and at 12 years old I had only gone to school for 2 years. I was illiterate and just plain stupid. Realizing how dumb I was my grandmother insisted I stay at the house of this Doctor Ramone who ran a school program. I had to stay there during the week and only saw my mother on weekends. There were only 4 other kids there , 2 boys and 2 girls. The boys were a couple years younger than me but one of the girls was 14 and the other only 9. I shared a room with the 2 girls. The only other people in the house was the cook Velma and her husband Jaun who was like a maintenance man. there was a room out back that was the classroom and next to that room was a small room that had all kinds of medical pictures on the wall with a scale and examination table. I was taken there on a Monday and that Wednesday after school Ramone held me in the classroom after sending the others back to the house. Thats when I was informed that every Wednesday was my examination day. He led me into the other room and with a stern voice told me to take off my clothes. I remember being horrified as he repeated it telling me I'll have to get use to the rules he dictates. When I began to cry he slapped my face telling me I had to be obedient and that he was in charge and things are done for my benifit. He didn't look at me as I undressed but when I was naked told me to get on the scale. After that he sat on a stool with me standing in front of him and listend to my heart rate with a stethescope then wrapped a band around my arm which I know now is for blood pressure. I was wimpering the entire time and was so embarrassed I wanted to scream. I had to lay on the table as this man forced my legs into sturrups which I didn't even know what they were at the time. He put on white gloves and the next thing I knew he penitrated my anus and vagina. That first time my breast were only small buds but he even poked and proded them. That weekend the first thing I did was tell my mother who seemed shocked at first but having my grandmother intervene saying Doctor Romone is a wonderful man. I don't know how he examined the boys but the other girls and I spoke often about how he examined us and it was always the same. The older girl had already been there for 3 years and it seemed like it no longer bothered her and her exam day was always Friday.

As much as I tried I never was able to just get used to the exams and always questioned in my mind why he had to do it every week. It wasn't that it hurt much but it was just humiliating the way he would force my legs apart and penitrate me. It also seemed like he didn't care that Jaun would always be in the classroom cleaning when he examined me and the other girls. I began seeing Jaun standing in the doorway watching me every Wednesday which just caused more embarrassment. Ramone knew he was there but never told him to leave or ever say anything to him. The other girls told me Jaun watched them to. There were times also when Ramone would spank us, not just the girls but the boys also. He always did it if we failed a test or did something bad. Whoever he spanked had to stay after classes and he always make me pull up my dress, then he would pull my panties down to my kness. He did the same to the girls and the boys told us he made them also pull down their pants and underware. I questioned the boys as time went on and found out they also were examined naked. As I got older the exams continued at which time he spent more time examining my breasts. As usual he always penitrated me vaginally and anally. In 1978 My father came and took us to New Jersy where I still live today. This Doctor Ramone was a doctor but not a medical doctor and I am convinced he was a p**ophile. There must be many other kids he did this to over many years and as far as I know he got away with it. All I remember now is how terribly embarrassing it was every Wednesday especially when Jaun was peering into the room. For some reason my grandmother thought he was a saint. He's probably dead by now since at that time I think he must have been in his 50's.