It was a startling discovery five years ago that prompted me as a then 21-year-old girl in Uganda to found Go Girl Africa. My inspiration came from a chance encounter with a young cousin...
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Stories submitted by women under 30…
MY WORTH
My name is Nancy but I go by many names depending on who is addressing me. Some, actually one person, calls me kitten. Others refer to me as “bade” which is slang for pal or very good...
I am not one of them
Going through school was quite hard, I can’t say I suffered for sure because my mother tried to avail the best money could offer for my siblings and I. Being a single mom with three...
MY JOURNEY FROM THE PARTY HOUSE TO THE PULPIT
I was always that party girl, not just attending them, but throwing them too. Honestly my insecurities had caught up with me, so many doors in my life were shut out. For example, I always...
TO LOVE OTHERS, I LEARNT TO LOVE SELF FIRST
My name is Rachael Mpiriirwe. I am married and a mother of twins and because of this, in Uganda I am called “Nalongo” (mother of twins). A few months ago (at the beginning of the year...
Mission To Remission™ – Lyme Disease Awareness
I was honored last year when Say It Forward shared my video regarding my fight against Lyme disease. I am excited to share with each of you what I’ve been pouring my heart and soul...
I am Woman.
I am woman. I am strong, confident, powerful and bold. I am learning the value of my worth everyday with the awareness that self-care and self-love is a lifelong practice and a beautifully...
Rise of The Go-Getter Girl!
A go-getter girl is on a mission to write one of the greatest stories ever written. She makes life happen for herself, and does not let life happen to her. To be honest with you, I have...
Nisha Varghese: Unbreakable Spirit
You see the girl in the wheelchair, and you think, “Oh, poor thing. She’s disabled. Life must be so hard for her.” You walk right up to her, and then turn around and ask the person...
Madame Secretary General From the Slum
A few days ago, I was asked again a question I receive quite often, “How did you grow up so differently from the ghettos where you were raised?” My answer has always been simple, the...