painful story
It was a bright morning when I was asked by my parents to fetch fire woods with some of my friends from the farm about a two kilometers away from our house just because of a new born baby’s christening. On the 8thof April,2002,a bouncing baby girl was born to our family (Egbeyode).
After the christening,days roll into weeks and weeks bump into months and months into years,the girl grew in wisdom and knowledge. Then in a very bright and sunny day,I Oluwatosin overheard my pappy discussing with a local doctor about some dangerous and painful way they,out of their canal knowledge called proper way of training and and secluding a female child from promiscuity. They proceeded in their discussion and it was all about how to remove the fore skin of my younger sister at the age of seven,of course she was already seven years. To cut the long story short,they later carried out their canal thought of removing the fore skin or clitoris of the poor girl (my sister) successfully to them.
Then this pain began suddenly from an internal bleeding to the gushing of blood.She was later cured through their traditional ways of treating people and there was a stop to the bleeding. After some years,when my sister began her monthly cycles ,the blood couldn’t flow well and some pains on the virgina with some series of ailments due to this.She survived this also until she reached the age where a woman should be closer to men but alas, instead of her closeness to men,it was as if there was a great enmity between her and men.To cut the long story short,all these affected her physically, spiritually, medically and maritally just because of this so called “FEMALE GENITAL MUTILATION”. Here comes the fight of the activists and all woman organizations both home and abroad. If a proper care is taken, surely,it will change our bitterness to sweetness and our sorrows to Joy.