Get Up Junior
This poem by a young student illustrates the frustration and challenges many young girls face. Our GET UP program gives students like Agnes hope and wings to soar to their full potential.
I'm just a girl child
It sounds so good
But oh no
To my mother
a house help
To my father
a source of income
To my teachers
a school wheelbarrow
To my fellow students especially boys
a beautiful flower to be admired
And to the sugar daddies
a juicy fruit to be eaten raw.
It all started before I was born
When my mother was given a very harsh warning:
make sure that you give birth
to a baby boy.
Little attention was paid to me.
My mother makes me work at home
as my brothers are learning.
I wash clothes, cook, gather firewood, clean
and scrub the floor.
When it was time for going to school
I rejoiced thinking that it was the end of my suffering, but ush!
I was mistaken
To my parents a girl's place is just by the kitchen.
I thought marriage life was the bed of rose and honey, but ush!
I want to go to school.
I have some feelings for my education, dad.
But does he really care?
Does he care for my suffering?
Girls want change!
Student in Chulaimbo, Kenya
Nelly our fabulous guest speaker