Showing posts with label girls empowerment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label girls empowerment. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 12, 2014

Odyssey of the Heart: Girls and Goals


Just a few days shy of my departure from Sierra Leone, I was invited to talk on a Sports Talk radio show on Kalleone Jams. I will admit that I avoided the offer a few times, because at this point, I was burned out from the constant going and coming of family visits, and wanted to spend my last few days wallowing in love, food, and immediate family. I wanted to put up a sign that said “Come back later---after my plane leaves.” But the guy who invited me to the show was none other than Mohammed Sesay, aka Medo, a soccer player, law student, avid supporter of youth initiatives, and of course, a brother to me. I gave in to the invite. And today, I am grateful that I did, because my speaking on that radio show opened up the door for me to reach 20 more girls and in a unique way, that I could have never imagined before coming to Sierra Leone. God (and the universe) really does conspire in your favor.

“You know say we nor get freedom of speech nah yah,” Medo warned. He was reminding me to beware of what I said on the airwaves as the last time several students were arrested for airing their grievances on a radio show. Shortly after the show began airing, police arrived to arrest them. I took note of this, as I would have hated to close out my amazing vacation by being jailed for offending the government. Albeit, I really had no intention of speaking on politics anyway, as I am not well versed in the layers of the current political situation.

The show’s host welcome his listeners to the show, gave them the latest news on sports happenings, and then peaked their curiosity by telling them that he had a young lady in the studio. People called in, asked questions about my background. They asked mostly about how an American-born child could be so fluent in Krio; I myself don’t know how I pulled that one off because even when I was on the radio in the DMV, I couldn’t speak on serious topics in Krio. Oh and for the record, I did ask if I could speak in English, but they reminded me that maybe some old woman in a village upline would be listening in and wouldn’t understand me. So I made it through...all for that old woman upline. *upline = provinces

I spoke a bit about my background in youth development and sports program development and how I believed that sports are in fact an effective approach to positive youth development. So now the people wanted to know WHAT my plans were for sports and youth in Sierra Leone, what I came to do, what I would do and more importantly, if I would move to Sierra Leone to do these projects and more importantly, WHEN. I assured them that I do intend on going back home to develop some of projects I have in mind; however, I emphasized that there should be no rush in this process and that they should move away from the notion that anyone and everyone abroad can come home, jump start projects, and solve problems. It takes time, I told them, and the last thing I want to do is stick my hand in the pot, without assessing how hot it is. I want to have a plan of action that will come only after truly assessing the needs of the populations I want to serve. It will come.

And just when I thought I could relax and enjoy what little time I had left, or prepare for the nostalgia that I knew was to follow, I was called in again by Medo because of the response to the topic on the show. No radio show this time. This time they wanted me to address an all-girls football (soccer) club, FC Mahmoud. To this, I said a big, fat yes, because, of course, girls work---that’s just what I do! J Only problem was I only had two days left in Sierra Leone. So we agreed that I would meet with the girls on Thursday morning.

I was told that I would be picked up by a guy named Fred Claye, also known as the youth ambassador. He happened to live in Goderich so I needed nothing more to head to my getaway spot also in Goderich ;).

On the way, Fred Claye asked that question, the magic question: how are you going to help them? I told him that I wasn’t. I told him that I was going to listen to them. Teach maybe. Give some words of advice maybe. Positively affect one, maybe I would do. All I wanted to do was to hear first hand what girls and women believe are the most pressing issues for them in Sierra Leone particularly as female athletes, in this case.


 The team of about 20 girls had been summoned to the Yhosven Hall. They had been told to arrive at 7am because they would be playing a match outside of town. They wouldn’t have come if they had been told they were having a meeting. I entered aware of my presence with my clunky, funky, very-foreigner like wooden-wedge heels, wondered what impression I was already making, and said a quick prayer to the public speaking Gods (in Krio as I needed the Krio language Gods to answer this particular prayer). I was introduced, and then the language Gods came through because I was able to address those girls in Krio and in a motivational tone. This was a first for me. I was able to tell the girls a little about myself, what I do, what I want to do, and ask them questions about themselves. 






 The pressing question from me to them was what they felt their challenges were as female soccer players in Sierra Leone. Some spoke up, gave issues, examples and I appreciated that. The girls said that they would like more encouragement and support from their families, to be valued as soccer players. From a western standpoint, one would imagine that would be an easy fix, but when you grow up in a house of immigrants, you realize that emotional and verbal encouragement isn’t always guaranteed, though it can have significant impact on youth. I can attest to that. There was always power in my mom showing up to events where I would be speaking. I would always look for her and even as she strolled in late, I was always elated by her mere presence. I still look for my parents’ support and approval in many aspects of my life, so I can totally understand where these young women were coming from. It is the reason I still send my daddy my blog posts first.

But Fred Claye knows more than I knew in this moment; he, without a doubt, recognized the importance of the women getting support from their families, but he also understood their reality in ways that I did not in the moment.  So he moved to do something that exemplified why in fact he is known as the youth ambassador. Cognizant of the fact that the girls had withheld some of their biggest challenges and plight, he picked on them.  One by one, he called on the girls to step up to the front of the room. One by one he questioned them in a way that only a keen observer and someone who is truly, deeply, dedicated and passionate to a cause could do. The questions he asked, forced them to stand face to face with their biggest challenges. Those questions also expanded my own thoughts, challenged my idea of their plight, and gave me much needed cultural insight and scope of the situation in Sierra Leone from these young women’s perspectives.





Fatmata, Haja, Messi.

Fatmata, what do you want to become?  A lawyer. Why do you want to become a lawyer. Explain your passion for law. Why do you want to become something like a lawyer. What skills do you have? What do you do to show your dedication to this field. This young woman could barely speak to any of these questions. Although, she was the first picked on, she had a difficult time answering where her passion or interest for law had developed. Fred Claye wanted her to see that in order for you to become something, you have to start with a plan, and start by taking action. By prioritizing. Taking what you want to do seriously. It was evident that for one reason or another, she couldn’t do this.

Haja. How does your family feel about you playing soccer? They strongly dislike it. How does your father feel about you playing soccer. He often forbids me to. Why doesn’t he want you to play soccer? I am a woman and he doesn’t want me to be travelling around boys. We are from a tribe that is associated with a certain religion that has strict rules on interactions with men before marriage. Haja have you tried talking to your dad about your desire to play soccer? Haja tell us how you would do that? She hesitated. It was extremely difficult for her. And thus this would be difficult to do in front of her father.

Messi. What have you noticed since you became one of the star players? People all over the streets recognize me. How do you behave in public? Do you realize why that matters? I notice that both boys and girls say that they want to be me. What does that mean to you Messi?


The final interrogation of Messi and her response triggered something within me. I recognized on the spot that one of the areas in which Sierra Leone lacks is positive youth development, which would include teaching youth how to set goals with respect to their environment. Many of my sisters have dreams, yes, but do not know how to create steps to achieve their dreams. I do not claim to be able to do all. But I do know that I know how to set goals, work towards them, and that I can teach something as simple as having goals and setting them. So Godwilling, I promised the girls, I would be back. And that this time I would come with a small workshop on a Saturday, where we talk about what they would like to accomplish both on and off the soccer field and how to accomplish those things.

The hard reality for these girls is that for many of them, soccer cannot be there end-all-be all. It is important for them to view their abilities, skills, passion, desire for soccer as the first step to a better tomorrow. We asked them this:  in 10 years, what will you stand in front of 20 girls sitting in the same chairs which you occupy today, and say? What will be your legacy as someone who has been gifted with the ability to score goals, run quickly down the field and to defend your team? What will be your contribution to girls like you?

That encouraging them to develop plan B is not to discourage them from playing and loving soccer, but for them to figure out how they will take their talents a step further.  That they should use their gifts to uplift is what I left them with. That a female soccer player today, will become the first female president of Sierra Leone, is what I left them with. And my whatsapp contact information, of course.








Friday, February 7, 2014

Odyssey of the Heart: Girls Like Me



Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
They say that home is where the heart is. My heart---well, I left it in pieces. All over Sierra Leone. Each girl I encountered took a piece. I left it with over 30 girls at the Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone. I left it with 20 girls from FC Mahmoud. I left it with all of the adolescent girls there who need an opportunity to be better than what their conditions have predicted. There is no difference between these girls and myself; same people, same make up, same languages, same hair, same names, same giggles. Our struggles make us different, but that should not be the limiting factor in which of us is allowed to achieve, to succeed, to live and to thrive. And so this isn't about "helping girls." It's about leading girls to a place where they can dream, achieve, live, and re-start the cycle.



Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
Perhaps you have heard my 2013 journey before. For those of you haven’t, here is a recap: 

In May 2013, I was at a crossroads; I had two options. One was to accept my Peace Corps invitation to Colombia where I would serve as a TEFL teacher, possibly trainer for 27 months of service. The second was to take a chance by staying in Panama, continue teaching English and try my hand at a girls program at an international school. They were both equally great opportunities for me. One of these decisions would keep me away from Sierra Leone for at least two years and another would be a risk, but would allow me to go to Sierra Leone to facilitate workshops at the 2nd Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone (GESSL). I prayed, meditated, put cold water over this decision. It troubled me for a while because I went through a long process to be invited to serve in PC. But, I just couldn’t stomach not being able to afford going to Sierra Leone for a few years. Something was pulling me to Sierra Leone. 

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
I guess it’s obvious which decision I made because on December 14th, I boarded a plane with all of my pink workshop materials and my favourite community building activity book in tow. This felt right.

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
I proclaimed that in 2013, I would be involved in work for girls. I sensed it and pushed it into the universe and it happened. There is always more to be done but I am elated with the way things took shape.  There was confirmation: girl’s work, youth development, education---that’s just what I do. When I left Sierra Leone in 2007, I promised that I would not come back to the country until I had a project, something to do, something to give, something to share, something to uplift, even if a small project. It took years to figure that out  (and years to actually make ends meet enough, lol.) But it happened and for that I am grateful.

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
I had the opportunity to be a mentor and facilitate two workshops at GESSL, an initiative created by Moiyattu Banya,  Founder of Women Change Africa  and Lsiel Renner, Founder of Visao Foundation. The summit was born was out of the idea that "girls can change the world if they are given an opportunity to cultivate the skills necessary to realize their true potential," (GESSL 2013).

I facilitated two workshops on self-development and community development. I brought the girls to consider their own positive qualities and what they contribute to the world. The second workshop focused on community development and creating vision maps to implement solutions to issues they identified in their communities. The girls spent the day going to workshops on various topics including: body image, sisterhood, community issues, budgeting and finance, just to name a few. They also enjoyed a speed mentoring session , where power women from the community rotated amongst the girls as they asked questions on education, careers, dreams, and even love. <3 Some things are the same all over the world :)

I have done extensive work with girls for a few years now in different capacities, however this was my first time bringing this work to the continent. Needless to say, it was a learning experience for me as well.

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
As a facilitator raised in raised in a western society with lots of western ideals, some things that came up during some of the workshops were hard to swallow--- and for many of us, in fact. This did not discourage me; I was encouraged to reassess the way that we delivered some of these workshops and our expectations of the outcome. It is up to us to meet the needs of the girls we want to empower by truly studying and understanding the backgrounds and situations in which they have been nurtured. I strive to do this in the classroom and in workshops because students and participants come to us with their own individual experiences that affect how they receive our information as well as implement suggestions.  Okay, let me not get all righteous and teacher-y on you. I pride myself on paying attention to cultural nuances; it’s only fair to do that when you want to work in the world.
Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
Two things troubled me throughout this time. Actually, I was troubled by more than two things, yet two things in particular gave me the impetus to continue this work and in this direction.


Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
One thing was the inability of a lot of our girls to think critically. If I have ever been grateful for my experience as a long-time facilitator and now teacher, it was in this moment. Being able to break down the concept that you are trying to get your girls to see and develop, takes time, patience, energy and a certain gift, that educators develop.  Because I have been working with helping to develop high order thinking skills in my students through reading analysis and discussions that go below the surface (yay IB curriculum), I see how vital it is for girls to think critically. Our girls in Sierra Leone, and in other places, even here in Latin America, are not taught to question things. Not taught to go beyond what has been told. Not taught to dive. Taught to be comfortable with and stay at the status quo. This, you see, is by design. I pray for a world, where girls, youth in general are cultivated to see the depth in all things they are taught and to renounce accepting that things are just the way they are. I believe that this is a critical piece to development in our country and many countries with similar stories.



Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
Secondly, I was astounded by the prevalence of girls (not necessarily ours), engaging in sexual acts with teachers to receive high grades. Yet, nothing moved me more monumentally, than when I chimed in to ask the girls which was
a more important issue to address, that a girl student was consistently getting the highest marks and that wasn’t fair, or that teachers were sleeping with their [minor] students in the first place. The girls responded in favor of the former. My heart jumped out of chest, slammed on the floor, nearly stayed there, until my fighting spirit picked it back up and said, “we can do this, one girl at a time.” 

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
Many people will approach my type of motivation with cynicism saying that you can’t change things like this in Africa. What I will say is that, I am sure that we can work on instilling in girls values that help them understand not only the moral issue that this phenomenon presents, but the drive to allow their own hard work to pay off. It’s not an easy thing. And in fact it may be lofty, but it is possible. Even if only one girl hears this message and if only one girl decides that she will be against these types of things, then that one girl will fight for herself to be better, and that same girl will eventually inspire another sister or fight for another one. So
this work, though challenging, will not be done in vain.

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013
This is just the beginning for you always go back to find that missing piece of your heart…

Girls Empowerment Summit Sierra Leone 2013

<3


Monday, June 10, 2013

Thoughts for the Ride: 25

i promise that's my inner light. 25 and shinin'

I am so blessed to be me. And I mean that in the most humble Bintu way possible. Lol. No seriously.

I am thankful for so many things as I celebrate my quarter of a century milestone.

Each year, I learn a new thing, new lesson about myself on how to make myself better. Some things I have learned this year (the hard way) are too personal to share on this blog, that all of yall read lol. But among the shareable things, I am learning to let go and really, truly go with a flow.

You see sometimes, we get so caught up in this plan that we have for ourselves, that we do not listen to the omens, signs, answers that are given to us by whatever we believe. And when we set ourselves on a path without truly listening to our inner most thoughts and blessings, we might set ourselves up to miss other opportunities that are presented before us with an even better, cooler, more exciting option for us.

Recently, I had to make a big decision. So big because it would determine where I would spend the next few years of my life, well at least the next year or two.

I felt stressed. Sad. Anxious. Worried. I had to remind myself that it was a blessing to have both options in front me, yet still it wasn't an easy feat.

I prayed. Made a pros and cons list. Prayed. Meditated. Put cold water in a corner after talking over it for guidance from my loved ancestors. Asked my namesake (grandma Bintu Janneh) for her blessing and guidance. And talked to my parents about it. And prayed again. And finally, I listened. I weighed the things that were most important to me.

And with that, I was able to see that the opportunity I had in front of me was exactly what I had asked for at the beginning of this year.

I said somewhere, that all I wanted was a full-time job, one where I could sustain myself, continue to live my lifestyle abroad, and empower girls under a more professional guise. I want to take my passion for girls' empowerment to another level. I want to really use the skills that I know I have in a way that I have never used them before.

can't wait to see this reflection from the other side of the Atlantic :)
So I took a risk. I accepted the full time position to be English as an Additional Language co teacher. The catch, what I am really excited about, is that I am designing a club, just for girls from scratch. This time, internationally. Check me out!

And Godwilling, I will get to travel to the place where my heart has been since 1988, Sierra Leone. There I will visit my grandparents graves, pay my respects, cry a lot. But most importantly, facilitate a workshop or two for the second annual Girls Empowerment Summit in Sierra Leone.

Am I scared? Hell yes? I have absolutely no template for what I am trying to do. Well, sorta, kinda. I have it. In several word documents, but in a figurative sense, I have no template, because I am doing everything I do in a way that only I, Bintu, can do it.

A big risk indeed because my other option was much more planned out. But this---this is truly me.

I am continuing to live out my dreams, even if sometimes I forget what they were, they always come back to me.

So let's keep journeying through Panama, in a few months, I will give you lens from the perspective of girls’ empowerment internationally from two very different countries.

If I might say myself, I am goin' to do the damn thang (Godwilling)

(P.S. I am also working on believing in the value of my work in this new chapter)

Here's to Round 2 of Bee's Backseat in Panama!