CELEBRATING WOMEN’S INTERNATIONAL DAY

I grew up knowing that every woman had to be circumcised, get married and have MANY children,

Your opinion and how you felt about the practices did not matter at ALL,

My husband would abuse me, my screams covered the entire village but that was no one’s business,

All my mother would tell me is hold on my daughter that’s how life is,

The story of women's struggle for equality and emancipation!!!!

The world has witnessed a significant change and attitudinal move in women,

Women have been provided with the freedom to work, have a family and make real choices,

Some women are presidents and queens of nations, other first ladies,

My daughters have their own money, lands and cars, they own prestigious business,

They have the a great power which they use to make the world stand still a VOICE,

The story of women's struggle for equality and emancipation!!!!

This international women day,

I am celebrating, the progress and achievements strong women have made,

I am celebrating the work of courage and determination women have played and done,

I am celebrating each woman’s contribution in one way or another in helping a sister,

I am celebrating every woman who has helped in bring about a major change in the world and women,

The story of women's struggle for equality and emancipation!!!!

Article by

Nene

Alumni

Camp Diary of a Shy Girl to a Confident Young Woman: Part 1

She sat down and reflected on where she had come from, a tiny girl who was shy, timid, and whose life had shown her that it couldn’t be sweet, it had slapped her so many times that at some point she had wished that it would come to an end. She reflected on how many times she had tried to end it herself but she would always wake up in the morning, disappointed it didn’t work.

The chain of thoughts that rushed through her mind were always negative. She would always have a smile on her face but deep inside she felt as if knives were piercing at every inch of her skin. The voice in her head was always telling her that she was always on the wrong and that she deserved everything that came to her. All the people who mistreated her and made her feel small, as if she was a mistake, were justified.

She got a chance to attend a programme, the person who told her about it said it was something to do with women. At the point, she was open to anything that would free her from her agonizing thoughts.

She met new faces that day, with whom she had been told to interact with freely because they were all sisters. She didn’t understand what that meant but she tried as best as she could to fit in. That night they had a personal story sharing session. Nobody forced her but the session they had had all day about the self and courage had made her feel that she was in a safe space where she could express herself and no one would judge her. She volunteered to go first and shared her story, the most amazing part was as she narrated it, some of the girls in the room cried along with her, as if they had taken her burden and put themselves in her situation. They didn’t know it but that day, they had aided in the birth of a new person, a person who had discovered that crying was not a sign of weakness, a person who wasn’t ashamed of her background and in a way had given her strength to achieve what she had set her mind to.

The next day, she went back to her usual self, the one who didn’t like talking and she thought because she had shared her sad story, everyone would just pity her and would let her stay in her comfort zone as she tried to cope with her situation but she was wrong. The facilitator asked a question and she kept quiet. She thought that she would leave her alone but she insisted that she had all the time to wait for her to answer. She was true to her word. The silence in the room built pressure on her because she knew that everyone was waiting for her. When she finally garnered the courage to answer, her voice came out very low, she hadn’t even finished her sentence when the facilitator threatened that she would send her to a nearby tree and ask her to answer the question at the tree. She thought about it. That would force her to stand up and that would attract attention towards her and also she would have to shout thus that would make her feel even more uncomfortable. Her hands were all sweaty, she considered her options and preferred to be more audible. The answer she gave was correct and the facilitator asked her what was stopping her from giving it initially. That is the day when her voice was born.

Article by Esther Wambui
Alumni

SMART PLANNING

Happy New Year from The Resource Center for Women and Girls fraternity!

I realise there is nothing new about this year but before January ends, it would be nice to touch base with our wonderful supporters, followers and friends! Every start of the year brings forth new expectations and in some cases, resolutions! I believe that every individual has that one thing, if not two that they hope to achieve every year. Some of the common ones include, making more money, improving in school, getting that job promotion, sending out as many job applications as possible, getting that scholarship you have always wanted, etc…

However, what is most important is what you do to get you to achieve whatever it is you have set out to do. Many people start with morale and motivation, which is good, but why does this motivation fades as the year fades?

Planning!! How do we plan as individuals? Are our plans realistic? Do we evaluate our plans and see if they are SMART plans? I have been a victim of this a couple of times now and this year, I would like to see a difference in the plans I make. I am setting out to make a few plans for the first six months of my year and I look forward to achieving them because this time I will actually work to ensure that my plans are SMART.

This was just a short note to welcome you to the New Year, I sincerely hope that after reading this, you will evaluate your plans to see how SMART they really are!

A goal without a plan is just a Wish

Happy Planning!!

Article by

Ivy Nyawira

My Experience Volunteering with OXFAM for the African Women Leadership Symposium (AWLS)

The past 1o days have been an eye opening experience for me. I spent a week in the OXFAM Nairobi Offices volunteering with a team of great young people to make the African Women Leadership Symposium (AWLS) which was held in Safari Park on the 24^th and 25^th August a success.

If you follow what happens in the women’s movement closely, then you probably know that this was a huge symposium that brought together powerful women leaders from all over Africa to Nairobi including our very own Cabinet Secretary for Foreign Affairs, Ambassador Amina Mohammed and Cabinet Secretary for Defense, Raychelle Omamo.

Preparing for such an event has its ups and downs/pros and cons. The pros include the experience and the exposure you get of course dealing and meeting with high profile women leaders across Africa, the less empowering moments and experiences, well, read ahead!

The week at the Oxfam offices was intense, among other tasks included, putting up a list of all the women who would be attending and their details, including their flight details, organizing for their airport transfers, et al. We had a team from Oxfam who we worked directly with led by Saida Ali who was the project manager for the AWLS, who did a difficult job really well and set the standards for us.

One of the Cons according to my experience was the fact that we spent too much time working on the list that some of the other critical issues as the AWLS drew nearer fell through the cracks. For example, the final list was to have been sent to the printers for name tags printing sooner than it actually happened. At the beginning, part of the tasks the volunteers were given was to provide logistical support which included picking guests from the airport. This didn’t go as planned and due to some miscommunication, some guests arrived without having people to meet them at the airport, there was a case of a guest who arrived and found that she had no transport waiting for her at the airport, which resorted to her making her own arrangements to get to the hotel. At the same time, human is to error, but as a great mentor always tells me, some errors are expensive. If you ask me, this was an expensive error!

I met and networked with different women leaders, Ministers, former ministers, executive directors, etc. I have to say however, leadership is not a position or a title, it is action and example. In my leadership training, I have learnt to be very keen and observant in my environs and surroundings, and honestly, I did not see the actions and the examples in some women I interacted with. I think I gave my total commitment and dedication during the symposium, I worked extremely hard, including late nights and early mornings to ensure that I delivered and that I did not disappoint the team I was working with

Over the years, I have learnt to always pursue excellence in everything that I do and getting reaffirmed goes a long way to ensure that excellence is pursued. Collectively, we got reaffirmed a lot by the Oxfam team we worked with during preparations of the AWLS.

I don’t know about the other individual volunteers but during the symposium, I met different women leaders who appreciated the support we were giving them to settle in, find their way, among others. They were polite and thanked us. But there were others who felt enough was not done for them and perhaps because of their status or professional positions, would feel offended if asked for their names or even denied a second conference bag. Which begs the question, isn’t leadership making others better as a result of your presence and making sure that the impact you make lasts even in your absence? Just as some Sisters were pleasant, others were dismissive and arrogant and made some of us volunteers feel very inadequate.

All in all, the Symposium was a huge success and I got very inspired by the stories told by younger sisters and older sisters. I took advantage of the space to network with powerful women in various sectors and learn from stories told and shared by different individuals. For this, I sincerely thank Saida Ali and the Oxfam team for such an opportunity for exposure, learning and experiencing African women’s leadership in action!

The Views and opinions expressed in this article are those of the author and do not reflect the official position of any agency.

Article by
Ivy Nyawira
RCWG Staff and Alumni 

HANDMADE BY VEROZIAN MANG'ELI FOR THE RESOURCE CENTER FOR WOMEN AND GIRLS

OUR RESOURCE

MENTORING, INSPIRING, MOTIVATING…ONE GIRL AT A TIME

‘TAPPING INTO KENYA’S MOST PRECIOUS RESOURCE…GIRLS!!!’

MENTORING, INSPIRING, MOTIVATING…ONE GIRL AT A TIME

‘TAPPING INTO KENYA’S MOST PRECIOUS RESOURCE…GIRLS!!!’

MENTORING, INSPIRING, MOTIVATING…ONE GIRL AT A TIME

‘TAPPING INTO KENYA’S MOST PRECIOUS RESOURCE…GIRLS!!!’

THE STORY OF HER LIFE.

Back in 1998, Jane’s biological mother gave birth to her in a local hospital in Kitui. In the same hospital, a certain lady called Pendo a Swahili name which means Love had also given birth to a baby boy. Being a mother of six boys she was not happy after getting another male child, the baby made her feel unlucky. This issue forced Pendo to bribe some nurses in the hospital in order to get a female child through their help. The nurses approached Jane’s mother who agreed to sell her baby to a stranger. Her reasons for selling her child were best known by her since she did not care about her actions.

Six years later Jane grew up to be a beautiful, hardworking and brilliant girl. Her ‘family’ being the best gift God had ever given her. For Jane living with them felt like having a small heaven here on earth which she would never exchange even for sacks of gold .One day, Pendo narrated the whole story on how she got Joy to her best friend simply believing that she would not tell anyone especially her husband. This piece of information annoyed her husband after knowing the truth from Pendo's best friend. He heartlessly beat Pendo together with Jane who had no idea of what was happening at that time. The man chased them away threatening to kill them if he ever found them on his compound without his biological son.

The only option Pendo had was to live at her father’s house in Kitui. Jane always did all domestic chores in the morning then sell mangoes later in the evening at the market. She hardly had time to rest, play with her age-mates or study. Despite all that, she still maintained her first position in class. Each teacher loved her and admired how she worked hard in her studies hence nicknaming her SMART GIRL. In spite of that, Pendo’s father still detested Jane. The old man always blamed her for his daughter’s misfortunes.

One day, Jane was busy playing with her friends when her grandfather called her inside the house claiming that he wanted to send her to the shop. When she entered the house he slapped the poor girl, locked the door and pushed her on the floor. Jane cried for help hoping that someone would come to her rescue. Fortunately, the children she was playing with had not left the compound. When they heard her crying and screaming for help, they sneaked at the back of the house and crept up the window to see what was happening to their friend. They saw how Jane was struggling with the old man who was trying to remove her clothes while lying on top of her. Pendo’s father wanted to sexually assault the poor girl just because he despised her very much. The children ran for help which came on time before the old man had raped her. Jane is always grateful to each person who ensured that justice was served. The old man was sentenced to life imprisonment after beating Jane and attempting to rape her. Pendo disowned and chased her away. Since then, Jane moves from one house to another trying to get people who can love, appreciate her for whom she is and become part of a family.

Jane is in her final year in secondary school after getting a sponsorship of four years. Her main goal is to become an advocate one day and protect defenseless girls just like her, love and mentor them. Through this story I was able to know that there are some challenges girls and women face in their lives. Although, Jane feels that life has been very unkind to her she is still hoping and praying that there is a light beyond every tunnel in her life. Jane is a strong girl who is growing up to become a great woman in her Society and Country. Her story is like a synonym of why it is difficult to be a woman.


Edith Nene.
Intern/Alumni

HAPPY INTERNATIONAL WOMEN'S DAY!!

MY PRIDE


Today, the world woke up to your day. But does the world know how far you have travelled. Does the world know the favour she owes you? Does the world even recognize how beautiful you have made it to be? The world knows. The world wants to celebrate this day with you. That’s why, as a representative of the world, I invoke all divine happiness so that you enjoy this day to its fullest.

For many years now, you have been the rock of my life. I remember when I could not move, when all seemed lost, you comforted me with some words of wisdom, and you even wiped my tears when I was crying. Without you, life would have been meaningless. But now, because of your warm love and affection, I am on my feet again.

When you came into my life, everything changed for the better. I do not know which divine magic you used but what I know is that when you came into my life, everything changed for the better. I join you in celebrating this day with warm love.
The birds will sing today, and I dedicate all their tunes to you. The sun will shine, but its entire warm rays are yours. For you are part of this great nature.
I salute your power! I bow to your focus and courage. You said NO to all comforts and leisure to be there for me. Am proud of you my sisters and I wish you a Happy International women’s day!!!!

Article by Esther Mbete
RCWG Staff/Alumni

HELLO DECEMBER! TO YOU AND FOR YOU MY SISTERS…

Isn’t it a blessing when you get to see the end of yet another year? It is important to appreciate yourself, where you have come from and the achievements you have made no matter how small they may seem. APPRECIATE! In every start of year, people make different resolutions. For us, our resolution each year is to change the lives and make an impact in young women’s lives. This we believe we have given our very best to achieve this year and that through our work, we have not only made an impact in young women’s lives, but that we have inspired them and many of our readers out there to move from their comfort zones and motivate themselves to be better and do better.

I have definitely been inspired by my work this year. Not only have I learnt to appreciate what I have and the person I have become, but I have also learnt to be more patient and resilient. I have gained exposure through women and girls’ stories and experiences and most of all I have had fun!

Hello December, Time Flies! I finally got my undergraduate degree this year. I was very angry and disappointed last year December for not graduating with my class because of a mistake within my faculty. But, somethings have a way of working themselves out. I am really grateful for the tremendous support I have gotten from my SISTERS because going through my school life would have been so much difficult had they not have been part of my support system. Going through university is not easy, especially when you have to work to pay your own school fees, but it is not impossible.

I hope this post inspires all the young women who are pursuing their education and are facing all sorts of challenges along the way, or are stuck in the process of it all. Do not give up! Open up to your sisters and let them be part of your journey, because they are a hot bed of ideas, solutions and just basic support…which, believe me you will need along the way!
That being said, happy Holidays to our Readers and the entire Resource Center for Women and Girls Fraternity

Love and Love!
Ivy Nyawira