I grew up in south-west Uganda in a village called Kibona. I am a middle child so fighting to be heard and not ignored comes naturally to me. I have one sister…
My maternal grandmother climbed trees and refused to marry my grandfather. My grandmother’s daughter knew too much. She was the kind of woman most men aren’t comfortable with. These African women were…
” I have come to believe over and over again that what is important to me must be spoken, made verbal and shared even at the risk of having it bruised…
At 15 I lived in my imagination with my body as an uncooperative hostage. Still, I internalised the guidelines of female conduct as I stumbled and fell awkwardly in my first pair…
This article was harder to write than I expected. Partly because it is my first piece for African Feminism, but mostly because this is a topic so dear and near to me.…
July 22nd started out as a happy, sunny morning in Nairobi. The ” All Sold Out†concert was all set to rock the house in a few hours. Koffi Olomide, his dynamite…
This is a reflection from one of the #ArifWond (Cool Man) initiative members following a discussion with the renowned Alemayehu Gelagay on “Representations of Femininity and Masculinities in Ethiopian Literature” The other…
My husband is not a feminist. It is a strange thing for me, because much of the way he operates entirely aligns with my definition of feminism, but he absolutely refuses to…
AF is thrilled to welcome on board two new feminist writers from Uganda, Godiva and Tricia, whose short bio’s are shared below. We look forward to sharing their thoughts and experiences among…
I wonder though, as a feminist are you always expected to be vocal? It doesn’t seem like an easy way to live life. That was the concern a friend shared with me…