Her skin is as dark as coal. Her melanin it’s not only dark it tells its own unique story. Yes she can plough through all winds rising, racing against her because she can think offence and defense simultaneously. She is standing alone boldly equipped with all the weapons she needs to save herself from multitudes of people with echoing hoarse voices of criticm. The word ‘army’ is just a four letter word which is there for her to face brutal realities but already she had got all solutions to every bullet that is coming her way.
Chipo is walking home unsteadily going home after school. The hot scotching sun is even making it difficult for her to concentrate with her journey. Behind a thick bush a gang of man are busy racing their eager eyes towards her well-built body. Within a few minutes she is mercilessly raped. Poor Chipo is left on the uneven ground, sharp pointed thorns feasting on her flesh. A stream of tears is cascading down her cheeks. She cannot move because of excruciating pain she is feeling all over her body. Bitterness is eating her up like rogue cancer. Chipo has no choice but aimlessly she pulls her body from the ground.
Chipo had dreamt of being dreamt of being a cashier of a company. Unfortunately, her dreams had been shuttered “you are foolish!” those were the rough words her mother told her when she spilled the beans to her. Chipo later on discovered she was pregnant. She had no option but to be a school dropout. One day she thought of starting a business of selling vegetables. The little money she got, she saved it so that she could raise money to write external exams. Chipo had sleepless nights whilst reading. Due to hard work, she passed and managed to get a job. She started working as a general hand at Seed-co Company. Rumors had spread everywhere that she had been rapped. Her workmates discriminated her. Sometimes when she proposed out ideas on how to perform duties of sweeping, everyone gave her a deaf ear. Chipo was treated as an outcast at her workplace. Some had the audacity to tell her that she was a girl with loose morals. Chipo felt like giving up but she learnt to live on the edges because everything was shifting and changing.
Every day she would be the early bird to her workplace and she would work extremely hard to her maximum effort making sure everything was in place. Chipo knew giving up was an easy option but she knew greatness comes when you learn to channel your positive energy and soar above your limitations and challenges. Chipo’s job was to sweep her manager’s office. One day when she was sweeping she saw a large sum of money. Chipo left the money where it was. The foll0wing day the manager told her he wanted to have an urgent talk with her. Her heart skipped as fast as it can as she went. “Chipo I have seen that you are an honest girl. The money I left on my table yesterday. I wanted to test you. My board members and I have decided to promote you to be the cashier of this company.” Chipo’s heart leapt with joy. Chipo was dedicated to her work. The other workers wished luck had come their way. Little did they know Chipo had worked hard to attain that position?
“Girls change what must be changed the sky Is not falling. As long as you are stuck in the past you have no room to move forward. I was rapped at a tender age but I never looked back. Look I accepted the way I was and now I am empowering young girls out there to keep on moving on matter how painful the situation is. You are an African child, you are more powerful than anything that stands in your path. Your skin color tells you that you are more powerful than anything that stands in your path. “Everyone applauded as Chipo went to sit down after she had talked to young women and girls of her community.