My history is like a lie.
My life is like a film.
It I unbelievable but I have a voice and I can narrate is as it is. Now.
I am.the last child of my mother. My father died when I was three years old, so I know nothing about him, but, my mother was my friend. I knew her so well and learned a lot from her. She died six years ago. I was not a toddler when she died. I was a woman of 43 years old as at that time.
So, I knew mama.
Until it was time to discuss his six room, uncompleted that house she left behind. I heard stories that touched the heart.
It was then that my siblings remembered that no one saw our mother while she was pregnant of me, definitely, I must be a Mastard. A mastard is a child who maternity is doubted. I think. If a Mastard is an illegitimate child, then a mastard should be an illegitimate from mother's side.
It was unbelievable, that at the age of 47, siblings could be discussing my legitimacy because of a room.
The other older brother said that a woman's inheritance is at her husband's house. So therefore, the three daughters has no inheritance.
I moved on with my life. Focusing on my work. I decided to live with friends whenever I visited our town. I believe that if its God's wish, I will build my own house in the future.
But, I decided to severe any relationship with anyone to avoid listening to horrible stories about my mother and myself.
Even if their mother was not my biological mother, she mothered me wholeheartedly. She trained me, educated me and showed me enough love to last a lifetime.
I left the house built by a woman to men, who believed that daughters can never inherit a house built by a woman, their mother.
To be honest with you all, I love a house in my town. It had been my dream, because our mother spent more than thirty years to build that 6 rooms. She could not complete it. It is still uncompleted till this day.
I decided to keep my pain to myself. I didn't share this with anyone.
My birthday is December 20th and annually, I do celebrate the day for women and girls, I ensure that we provide foodstuffs for them. The last birthday, I decided to distribute 100 live broilers , 100 five litres vegetable oil and 100 5kg bags of rice to one hundred women in Ibasa.
I was able to raise 130 each of vegetable oil, rice and broilers, and so, I was able to surpassed my goal.
Prior to the birthday celebration, my sister here on Worldpulse sent a message to me after seeing the pictures of my campaign for items needed on my birthday. She wanted to know what gifts she should buy for ME on my birthday. She wanted a specific gift for only Me not the women.
After a careful thought, I asked for 3,500 blocks to build a house. And she asked for the cost which I informed her.... she said that she could build a house for me instead of blocks.
Wow, Jesus Christ of Nazareth. My heart cut. It was as if God spoke to my sister, that she should wipe my secret tears and erase my shame.
My life is a lesson for the whole world. I do not just own a room. I have a house!!! Come on!!!!
Hello, do you believe that my house is just 3 minutes drive from my mother's house, where I was disinherited two or three years ago.
We finished building the house in less than 60 days including furnishings.
God is a miracle worker.
My house has five rooms and toilets. It has a fence ooooo and a borehole and behind the house is my sisters healing circle!! And it is on a two plots of land where I will build a workshop to train women on using trash to make carpentry products.
My Sister has changed my status, story and history. Nobody will believe me because I can't afford to buy the land not to talk of building a beautiful house.
Read this carefully My, My Worldpulse sister built a house for me and furnished the house too. She furnished it so beautiful that it befits a Princess.
She told me that she wants a place that I will be proud of and befitting. I never discussed my private problem with her but she just felt that I needed a befitting house.
I started Transformation for women and girls now I discovered that Transformation begins with me!
May Almighty God bless all my sisters and brothers who are changing peoples lives in every corner of the world. Amen.