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POEM: African

My name is an African daughter
They took my childhood from me
I became the daughter of Achilles
I’ve been worried
I’ve been hungry
I’ve suffered
I was a kid.

I grew up early,
Like all the unfortunate women of this land
Life is too hard –
Life is cruel, unfortunately cruel

Life is unfair to women of this land
Life…

Midnight Thought – By Dativa Mugashe

Many believe knowledge is power, but it might be according to someone’s situation. When studying, knowledge becomes a sense of fulfilment; it brings hope and enlightenment in relationships and pursues dreams regarding careers, while it might be scary when applied to understanding self-identity and personality. As I learn and…

Turning Waste into Wealth by Favour Ojieh

I am Favour Ojieh, chemical Scientist founder of VOCA (voice of Climate Action); growing up in Obiaruku, Delta State, Nigeria, surrounded by lush green landscapes and natural beauty, I developed an innate love for the environment.

But it wasn’t until my NYSC service year in Bayelsa, where I was assigned…

A Proud Mother of 3 beautiful kids

My name is Martha Nambisa. I was born and raised in the Vaal Triangle, Sharpeville. I am 35 years old and have three kids.

My eldest daughter is 18, yes! She’s immensely grown, and the responsibilities have forced her to age quickly.

My first child was still at school when I…

Growing up without a father

Growing up in a rural small village here in Africa, I knew what it meant to struggle. My father had passed away when I was just nine months old, leaving my mother to care for our family of seven alone. Four boys and three girls, including my disabled brother,…

Golden love story

My name is Christian Mwandingi. I’m from Namibia and a single mother of 4 sons.

This is my love story of going through rejection by all four fathers of my 4 children when each one of them abandoned me the day he found out that I was pregnant.

My family and friends also…

Poem: The Pressure that comes with compliments

I am a female, bold and bright all day long
I sweat and still go on
I pull up and show up in my hood
The compliments from my peers sometimes overwhelm
Reality strikes and weighs on my shoulders
It is the pressure that comes with a compliment

I go to my hood with pride
I…