Tuesday, February 14, 2017

BEATING THE SYSTEM, BREAKING THE CYCLE


From a country where there is an outbreak of everything ranging from diseases, hunger, corruption, to prophecies, I got to experience my share of all of these. The first prophecy I got was, “you will be a great woman”. In my mind, great meant wealth and power, so I raced through life planning to make money and gain power by working ridiculously hard at school, and grasping every opportunity along the way. Then I met Jesus, who opened my eyes to the reality that life was what I was living when I was chasing grades and meeting deadlines. He made me listen to my heart and see the desire he had placed in me and my heartbeat went, “girls, girls, girls.” I looked around me and saw the plight of a Malawian girl.

She lives to be second best and her failure is not a surprise but expectation. She is defined by the duties of her body and her worth comes from her ability to get married and have children. Her qualifications don’t get her a job but her body parts do. She bears scars, and hides tears, and is told her gender is what proves she is weak.  I saw a girl who had accepted the oppressed role, and grows in it. As a mother, she makes sure her children are clothed and fed. She produces food from no money and hustles to pay her kids way in school. She sobs in the night, and laughs her way through the day as she tirelessly takes care of her husband and children. Through it all, she is still told, “You are not enough, you are weak, so dependent, you do nothing but gossip, a gold digger, the world would be a better place without you”, just because she is a WOMAN.


As I looked closer, I saw how I was this girl, and was being prepared to be this woman. I was already being told how to channel my thoughts, manipulate my body towards satisfying the man who would marry me. I was as good as the man who marries me and my ability to make my marriage last before I had even met the man I would marry, before I was even half way done with high school. As I experienced these things, I made up my mind to not be that girl, and not to grow into that woman.

As I got out of college, I decided to use what I experienced to empower myself and other young ladies who would not have the same opportunities and exposure that I had due to extreme poverty and illiteracy. It was time to break the cycle. I started a girl’s program called Voices Awake, whose mission is to awaken the potential in girls by equipping them holistically to fight against harmful traditions for the positive transformation of their lives. With the support from UrbanPromise International, this project started in August 2013, and we have reached out to over 100 girls in Dowa keeping them in school, providing basic needs and getting some out of early marriages. This year, Urban Promise has sent me to Eastern University, where I am getting an education in Organizational Leadership and receiving training from the UrbanPromise Health and Wellness Center in how to recover from adverse childhood experiences and trauma. The knowledge gained will be used to establish Voices Awake as a trauma-informed girl’s organization in Malawi and engage in deeper outreach to more girls. My vision for Malawi is one where every girl is adequately empowered to transform her life and community. I stand, live, and walk with these girls everyday as we change Malawi. And now I choose to believe that when that prophet said, "You will be a great woman", it was not because I will have a lot of money and power, but  because I will make a huge impact in other women’s lives. 


You have changed me birdie, I never knew love so deep. I never knew love so rare, love so strong and love so beautiful. You don't understand little one but you will have your own birdie and you will know what precious means.
Open your eyes and see the wonderful world we live in. This nest been made strong you won't fall, you won't break. Open your tiny beak so you be Fed, You won't starve. You are important to me little one, You are strong, You are precious , You will live. I want you to live birdie.
Growth
You are becoming your own now birdie. There are vultures in this world, there are dangers to being alive. As an egg, as a baby, I protected you. I wish I could make choices for you but I can't. It's now You, all YOU birdie. I hope you remember, you are loved, precious, important and I want you to live birdie.
Playing is fun, friends is fun, love is fun, fun is fun, the world is a good place mama. Growing, learning, Soaring, love is fun mama, sharing is fun mama, love is fun. Flying , I love flying. I love the world, what do you mean danger?
Ouch,
Something has changed. Friends don't choose me no more mama. They ask which uncle is my papa? Do I have one or is all mama?
I heard you cry through my wall mama. I heard you scream into your pillow mama. I saw your bruised back, when you bent to hold me mama. Are you okay?
My heart hurts and hurts more than my head when I hit a wall, is it broken mama?
Who you have is who you want, but he wants more than You?
Is something wrong with You, mama? Is precious, pretty mama? Is important, beautiful mama? Is different, worthy?
What Uncle B told you, he also told Aunt Serena. He loves you and loves her too, is that a lie mama?
Is strong, pain mama? Did he lie to you, mama?
"You are precious, you are important, I want you to live birdie, I love you." You said so mama, did your mother say so too? Did she lie to You? Did you lie to me? He said so mama and he hurt you. You built me, he broke You, you broke me. I keep coming to you for reassurance but you don't trust you no more. Where is my mama? You said you love me rare, you love me deep, you love me more, he says so too mama, but he makes you bleed, and you make me bleed and you go back and I come back, he breaks your wings and you break my wings, you cannot fly, neither can I. You said you want me to live mama, what does he want for You, for me?