ALONG THE HIGHWAY
ALONG THE HIGHWAY This is contrary to the curse that she would die like a brute animal with no one to close her eyes. I see a young girl, tears trickling down her chicks and her whole body shaking, her left hand covers her crying but muted mouth and her chest rises in short spurts […]
HAFSA, THE COMMUNITY HEROINE
It was in the wee hours of the night. The three of us sat under the bonfire, trembling, not sure if Hafsa’s plan would work. She was yet to show up. I looked at the beads on my wrist. They reminded me of my son, whom I had bore in pain. Could he be crying? […]
I will keep fight against what you don’t believe it’s bad, but FGM one of them
“Anything happened in past still remarkable but great healer is a time ” FGM practice have deep roots in community need to cut of from ground . In Sudan this practice happened in any place in country . One of victims want to talk about her experience which she called a murder try to guide […]
the silent run
“Chesang, now that you are done with primary school you know what’s next, you are a grown up girl, and you are a woman. “Kakwit poroyin nyo kiriamoy ngo’ kokomelkong” (it is time to meet the cutter”) your husband is waiting my child. These words said by my father sent a chilling sensation through my […]
woman of steel
“Standing up to fight a practice deeply entrenched in a patriarchal society is not a walk in the park,” said Domtila Chesang. She was raised in a community where female genital mutilation (FGM) was a normal practice for a girl to be a “woman” and accepted in the tribe just as Ngugi Wa Thingo narrates […]
END OF FGM
“Hoyoo(mom) stop” Asli was screaming at the top of her lungs, the blade in between her legs and all this strong aunties holding her tight to the ground. She cant breath every time the blade cuts deeper Asli was loosing energy to fight back, after an hour of struggle in the hut of Hoyoo Cadey, […]
WHEN A GIRL STOOD FOR A JUST CAUSE
Olanna knew the repercussions of her actions. Few days ago, she had led a group of young girls into a revolt. She made them see reasons why they should reject being mutilated by the old women. The girls, following her advice, had blatantly stated their unwillingness to be mutilated to the astonishment of the women. […]
September: Call for Stories
SEPTEMBER: CALL FOR STORIES Call For Stories (September) 100 USD Cash Prizes Appel à histoires (Août) Prix en espèces de 100 USD Call For Stories (September) 100 USD Cash Prizes Are you a young African seeking creative ways to advocate for the elimination of Female Genital Mutilation? YouthHubAfrica in partnership with the African Youth Commission […]
The Dreaded Fear
The Punctured Flower The sound of the local gong interrupted the tranquillity that the people of Izega had enjoyed for a long time. The Ibe Ukwu Festival had come! The women of Izega were elated at last! The time to prove their daughters’ womanhood had come. Akunna was cracking palm kernel nuts when she heard […]
Scarred
I remember the events of that night rather too clearly, the evading thoughts stuck too closely to me that they scarred me, the night of my tenth birthday. “It is time,” Aunty Fatima, the lady that helped women during deliveries had said. She came toward me with a daunting smile. I could perceive the smell […]