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african woman

Choosing Myself ~ By Lavender Akinyi

I am in a chapter of my life that I’ve longed for for a long time, and ooof! I wanna choose myself. Yes, you heard me right. I really want to be the best version of myself. It is time for the little girl in me to evolve into…

A Sheroe, Theresia John

I was not born into wealth, but I was born with something far greater: a vision.

From a young age, I refused to believe that riches should measure happiness. Instead, I dreamed of a world where kindness and purpose defined success.

Growing up in Africa, I saw the need for change,…

My Journey as a Creative Writer and Speaker~ By Ophadile

“I began my journey as a dreamer—curious, passionate, and deeply rooted in the desire to uplift others. Even as a child, I was known for always advising my siblings, often misunderstood as being “too forward”. But my intentions were always anchored in love, wisdom beyond my years, and an…

Meet Valencia, An Advocate For Climate Change From Zambia

My name is Valencia, and I’m an advocate for climate change from Lusaka, Zambia. In 2024, my family faced financial struggles that forced us to move to a shanty compound. It was during this time that a severe drought hit, and I witnessed firsthand how my community suffered. People…

Facing Fears~ By Grace Banda

Akira was a young girl who grew up in a poor neighborhood. Her childhood was marked by violence, abuse, and neglect. Her parents were addicted to drugs, often engaging in violent fights.

Akira recalled the sound of her parents’ screams, the smell of smoke and alcohol, and the overwhelming feeling…

Alice’s Words~ By Yvonnie S. Kunkeyani

Alice was the first woman
who told me I am beautiful.

We sat across from each other,
and she looked at me and asked,
“Do you know you are beautiful?”
Before I could answer Alice, she
she smiled and said,
“You are beautiful.
Don’t let anyone else make you feel otherwise.
Especially boys.
If they make you doubt it…

Unapologetically Me ~By Miss Bridget

Hello! My name is Babirye Bridget. I’m 20 years old and from Uganda. I come from a family of three boys and one girl, raised by a single mother. She worked so hard—taking on multiple jobs just to feed us, send us to school, and keep a roof over…

Love ~By Faith Matins

Love is like a poet writing a poem –
Crossing out words,
Erasing sentences and lines,
Sometimes trashing the whole page.

He might do this with rage,
Then start again on a new slate
With more love, not hate,
Searching for the right words –
The perfect fit for his heart’s expression.

So don’t stop loving.
You might meet…

Don’t Judge! Think Twice ~By Annette

Most of us are in cocoons that only we as individuals are aware of. Pits that we fear the worst and would rather bury it in our hearts than speak it out. In our minds, we fear what people will perceive of us. Sometimes, we feel alone and have…