One day, I will tell these tales to my daughter. Tales of glass ceilings, shattered by brave women. Women who wield pens and bright minds, courage and the strongest will. Women who would have ridden in on horse backs with shouts of defiance proudly drawing their swords against centuries of entrenched patriarchy if this were…
“ There was nothing like a trip to the gynaecologist, to make one feel just a little violated” ~ Darynda Jones I gave birth to my children through a caesarean section (CS). The first one wasn’t a planned CS, so I had to try labor first making it worse; then to be invaded in many…
I want to share a story of a young woman that I met years ago. I have not had the courage to tell her story yet, so please bear with me as I squeeze out the details. Know that she has haunted me in my dreams and in my waking hours since I have met…
Meseret shares with AF how some of her choices caused her to lose hope in life but her saving grace was reclaiming hope one again.
Known in her inner circle for her brutal honesty, and perhaps feared by the outer circle for this, AfricanFeminism asked Nahusenay Girma a.ka. Nahu, to share HERstory of living honesty.
Excelling in a corporate career that had the potential to elevate her even more positionally, Ciku shares with us how she broke out of the mould of social expectations towards designing and walking her own path.
Betty and I met on July 1st. I was returning from a graduation ceremony that took place in the morning and planned to meet a friend later in the afternoon so needed to get my boots polished. The rainy season is upon Addis, which means peak business for shoe shine boys. And so i assumed…
