I was online, just browsing (well researching cultural
relativism- don’t ask- long story…) and my eyes caught the name Wangari Maathai
so of course I had to ‘google’ her. As I
read about her, I started crying, her story is not a sad one- not all- she was
the first African woman to win the Nobel Prize. Reading about her made me think about women… I discovered that I have never really given
them the credit due to them
Honestly, despite the fact that I am one- a woman (so I’m
told sha) I have never really understood them, I think it is because I tend to
focus on the crazy things they do… (covers face)… They do very very strange
things!!!
I can’t write eloquently about what I don’t fully understand…
what I do know is this- I will never underestimate any woman again- I will
never be insensitive to any woman’s plight again (no matter how unreasonable I think
they are being, {wearing my trainers ready to run}) !!! From now I will
concentrate on the strength women possess, that strength to just carry on no
matter what- that strength to drop any unnecessary load- that strength to keep
dragging loads that mere mortals would have discarded- that strength to stare
the world in the face, head held high.
I am not ashamed of who I am, I have never been, I am Funmi
Kekere Omo Babafunmi Mama Miracle (aka Tinyfunmi ). I am
not ashamed of my bad habits; they make me interesting or of my good habits
they keep me human. Finally, at 16,21,3* (I forgot my real age) I am confident
enough to say I am a woman, but only because that is the only way I can be
brave enough to do all that I must do and reclaim all those things that are
rightfully mine.
Happy Birthday to me… Thanks to all the great women around me
and not forgetting all the men too.
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