The Story of Ebola Virus

Story of Ebola Virus

Here is the Full Story of Ebola Virus in which I will tell you how my village and my mom survived it. This story and given below video is created by the Global Health Media Project.

The Story of Ebola Virus

This is the story of how my Village survived Ebola.

But brought the tiny Impala germs too small to see so small.

It’s so dangerous.

Without realizing grandfather robbed a little blood in his eye Ebola James came into his body.

Days went by then grandfather got a terrible fever and weakness.

We thought it was malaria, but he was soon much worse.

He had vomiting and diarrhea his fever got even higher I ran to get the nest.

But grandfather had already died.

I was heartbroken The Nest thought it might be a Bola a disease called from bush meat but which spreads from person to person?

Others in our region had already died of this new disease unless we understood the disease and follow their rules. It could spread further and kill many more people.

She explained that Ebola was in the body fluids of someone who is sick or had died of Ebola.

There’s sweat tears mucus.

Saliva, vomit, diarrhea, urine, breast milk, sexual fluids and blood when we touch a sick person’s body fluids.

The Ebola germs can get into small small breaks in our skin or into our eyes nose or mouth the Ebola germ spread into our body and make us sick.

When somebody died of Ebola that body is much more contagious.

No one should ever touch the dead body.

The next advised us to wash our hands with soap and water right away.

She contacted the trained burial team to help us bury grandfather’s body safely.

The burial team came, they comforted us and explained what they had to do to protect us the team wore protective clothing that kept them safe from the dangerous germs.

This braid grandfather’s room and his body with chlorine to destroy the Ebola germs.

They put his body safely away in a bag to prevent the spread of Ebola.

No one could touch the body of anyone who had died with signs of the disease.

They also burned his mattress bedding and clothes anything that might have his germs all these actions made us safer.

It was too great a risk to follow all our Traditions, but we still honored grandfather in the time of Ebola.

Our chief gathered all the villagers together after grandfather’s death.

He explained that it’s natural for us to feel Ebola.

But if we trust our health workers and follow their rules we could stop the disease.

The nurse explains to us when a person has symptoms such as fever.

Don’t touch them get them to the treatment center right away.

They will have the best chance of surviving and they won’t spread Ebola.

She advised as to wash our hands with soap and water many times a day the whole village agreed to follow these rules since we all had close contact with grandfather. We were at risk of getting Ebola.

We had to stay home.

A health worker visited us every day to see whether we had a fever or signs of sickness.

We would show signs within 21 days if we had Ebola.

Many days passed and I thought we would all stay healthy.

But one morning, I found my mother burning with fever.

I knew I couldn’t touch her she was now contagious.

My father came in he told me he was taking my mother away to her uncle’s house in the nearby Village.

He was afraid to take her to the treatment center afraid. He’d never see her again.

I knew I had to stop them I was young but I stood up to both of them.

I told them that this could be a EBola.

She must go to the treatment center right away. We needed to trust our health workers to save them save ourselves and save our village.

I saw in their faces that they understood running away would only lead to more death and suffering my mother tested positive for Ebola.

They found her a bed.

At first, the health workers looked scary, but I knew they wore suits to protect themselves and inside they were normal people like the nest.

They took good care of my mother. They gave her fluids medicine and food and helped her body. Stay strong to fight Ebola.

I missed my mother very much.

But I could still talk to her on the phone sadly some people in my village didn’t survive, but my mother got better day by day.

Soon we were able to see her from a safe distance.

One day The Nest announced that my mother would live now we were safe to hug and kiss her. It was a day to celebrate our village followed the rules.

We trusted our health workers brought us to seek care right away code for the safe burial team. When one of our people died and we always wash our hands with soap and water.

Our village survived Ebola yours can too.


This is the short Story of Ebola Virus which gives us the knowledge to stay alert and always follow our medical treatment rules. we must keep ourselves safe, our family, our village and our Country.

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