Gender Discrimination
“Oh! I wish you were a boy”…I don’t remember how many times my father said these words to me during my growing up days. I was born into a family of seven and I am the second daughter. I used to wonder if I was ever accepted in the family since I turned out to be a girl while he was expecting a boy. Did I have a choice in determining my gender from my mother’s womb? What was I supposed to become with these words? My growing up days was tough. My father rarely paid my school fees without murmuring and complaining even though he was quite well off. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t impress my father. I often overheard him speaking in favor of my younger brother and discrediting my potentials. I grew up with low self- esteem as a result of the words my father spoke to me. As I grew older, I resolved to start speaking words of affirmation to myself and through these words I regained my self-confidence. On the twenty sixth of July, three years ago I had my second daughter- a ch...