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HELP WOMEN FROM POOR COMMUNITIES TO ATTEND INTERNATIONAL MEETINGS ABROAD



I was born from a poor family and my parents worked very hard to take me and my sister to a Dutch missionary School.We were poor but hard working,we went to the missionary chain of Schools and did well in our final exams.Me i was selected to join a medical training college and my sister to a teachers training college.
My sister got married immediately meanwhile me i was posted to provincial hospital as a hospital matron.I worked for some years then i decided to resighn and practise in my own private nursing home so that i could support my parents well.I succeeded in my plans and things went well,i opened for my father some business and i took my fellow sisters and brothers to school up to university level.In 1992 KENYA was out for democracy and i was in the front line for these with a reason that i did not attend university because there was no democracy in Kenya,with my grade pass ,i was supposed to be given bussery to the university but the failed girls from my province got it because their parents were known and had money,so i thaught it wise to join the movement.What do you think happened to me/?I was arrested my documents confisticated and de registered,my father fought and i was out on bail with the rest of my collegues on democracy movement,but now i heard nothing to start on.
My friends listen to a depressed mother with a crying baby''',this is Emily witha young family,and with nothing to turn her hands on-no body was there for me ,not even the father of my children.My husband left me and married another woman,my sisters and brothers started calling me names,some called me a mad woman ,some a begger, some a witch,my dear i felt it rough and i was left with my mother ,father and my grand mother ,these were the people who could open up their arms to welcome me,the world turned against me,[imagine that this are the siblings i gave life and Education,now they could not contribute anything for my children not even flour for ugali.What did i saught to do/.?I moved far away from home where no body knew my back ground and started a new life because life has to continue and i had to give to my kids the best i could with these failure.I moved to mombasa and went to the beach to look for white men to help me take care of my five children,what i experienced ican not say here but one day when we meet i will tell you.MY FRIENDS LISTEN TO A DEPRESSED MOTHER WITH A CRYING BABY.This woman can do any thing for her baby to live and feed.In this new job God knew who my personality was and he gave me a man from Greece who turned my tears to joy.He told me that i was too inteligent to sell my body at the beach, he bought me a car and he told me to rest and take care of my children.Now i was to take my kids to school with my car and at times he takes them and pays school fees for them.Life changed and i took my parents to live with me since they had no body to take care of them.My father was already ill with diabetese,my grand mother down with arthritis and i tried the much i could do but after some years my father died and later my grand mother died .When i went to my fathers funeral my mother told me that by the time my father was dying his last words were,;be it my daughter Emily had circummed political deppression which led to her failure ,i could live longer.his children could not give them even one ksh.My mother is now sick but strong because she knows i love her.
Back home with the ordeal i went through ,i saw a depressed woman with a crying baby and i said ,how can i help her?I CALLED THEM AND REGISTERED A WOMEN GROUP.This group is registered with the Kenya Government under the ministry of GENDER ,CHILDREN,AND SOCIAL SERVICES.we have established a school for the orphans and vulnerable children,a care centre for orphans,care centre for widow abondoned by their next of kin due to HIV/AIDS.Due to increasing no.of orphans and widows i appeal to any body who could lend a hand to a depressed mother with a crying baby to come and join me in this mission.I am also appealing to the pannel of international meetings to give me chance and to others who can not meet standard requirement so that we can learn more.LETS HOLD OUR HANDS.

      • Africa
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