The pain of being a housewife in a polygamous marriage
As a daily routine,i visited the cyber cafe in my town, opened my email account and there it was...an email from a friend working in Nairobi-Kenya. It read, 'Please apply, it's worth and you'll never regret. Please don't ignore!'.
It really struck me hard and i was like, what is this i shouldn't ignore. I hurriedly opened the mail and,"World Pulse" there it was. Very curious to know more about this thing called world pulse, i keenly scrolled down page by page and wow! i was so amazed and impressed at the kind of opportunity women around the globe have to raise their voices and tell their stories freely without any fear,discrimination and any other hindrance.It's them,their pen and Web 2.0.
I said to myself, why not? I am i different from them? This is a great opportunity for me too and world pulse the place for me to be as a woman who wants her voice to be heard and stories from her community told to the world.
There and then,i remembered the life my late sister who unfortunately passed on early this year lived in her matrimonial home. She went through a lot of pain all her married life. Jacky married an early age of 25years. It was struggle by struggle given that she had not gone to any college to gain more skills after her form four. She faced a lot of cruelty and opposition from her parent in-laws given the fact that she miscarried her first child.The husband was convinced and encouraged to get a second wife of which he did.
For the great love my parents had for her, they took her to a tailoring college something the husband and his family did not like. After college, she went back to her husbands house but life was not easy.As much as he claimed to love her, my sister was so frustrated. She wasn't provided with anything in the house, could not visit anyone, talk to anyone or do any business for all they wanted is her to be a housewife and do farm work. So the tailoring skills acquired in college were a waste.
Jacky really struggled with our support as her family to leave that kind of life but things never worked out because of the family she was married to. Unfortunately because of that polygamous life, her husband infected her with the HIV/AIDS virus, something we realized when it was too late. She had to succumb to the illness.
That, made me register to participate in the voices of our future applicants and here i am on the second assignment still energetic to carry on to the end.The knowledge acquired here cant just be found on the streets but from a dedicated group around the globe to see to it that we as women are heard and our stories told.
As a woman, i am and will get somewhere through world pulse-voices of our future.This journey fits into my personal vision for the future of my community lies in my hands and i have a home for my voice to be heard.
Had no other place to tell of my late sisters story but now am glad and re leaved that i have, thanks to the Voices of our future on World pulse.
These are some of the issues i would want to be addressed in my community, for i wouldn't want any other woman to go through what my late sister experienced as a housewife.
Its so painful for she would be still alive and here with us.