A Day in the Life of Felicidade, a 16-year-old girl
A Day in the Life of Felicidade, a 16-year-old girl
A Day in the Life of Felicidade, a 16-year-old girl
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Girl’s story: <strong>Felicidade</strong> Helena Nhaca<br />
Hello! I would like to tell you how I live <strong>in</strong> my<br />
village <strong>of</strong> Catembe <strong>in</strong> Mozambique. My whole<br />
name is <strong>Felicidade</strong> Helena Nhaca. I’m <strong>16</strong> <strong>year</strong>s<br />
<strong>old</strong> and I’m <strong>the</strong> <strong>old</strong>est <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> family. I have two<br />
younger sisters, Cremilda, 9 and Florenc<strong>in</strong>e who is<br />
only 4. That’s her on <strong>the</strong> picture with my grandma,<br />
Delf<strong>in</strong>a. Our grandmo<strong>the</strong>r is my hero. You see,<br />
she took us <strong>in</strong> when my parents died <strong>of</strong> AIDS<br />
related illnesses two <strong>year</strong>s ago. There are a lot <strong>of</strong><br />
orphans around where I live and many <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se<br />
children are now raised by <strong>the</strong> grandparents. I call<br />
my grandma by her first name because that’s what<br />
she wants. I th<strong>in</strong>k it’s a hoot! I love her very<br />
much. She has taught me about courage and about never giv<strong>in</strong>g up. My grandpa is away most<br />
<strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> time because he works <strong>in</strong> a g<strong>old</strong> m<strong>in</strong>e <strong>in</strong> South Africa. He comes home maybe once or<br />
twice a <strong>year</strong>.<br />
Our house doesn’t look like much; it’s very simple and small. It’s made with sticks <strong>of</strong> wood<br />
and a t<strong>in</strong> ro<strong>of</strong> held <strong>in</strong> place with rocks and branches. We hope it’s go<strong>in</strong>g to be temporary. We<br />
had a bigger house but it was destroyed last <strong>year</strong> when we were hit by cyclone Favio. Did you<br />
hear about it? Luckily no one <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> family got hurt.<br />
Grandma, I mean, Delf<strong>in</strong>a, wants me to go back to school one day but for now I need to<br />
help her at home and with <strong>the</strong> kids. There is also <strong>the</strong> work we do for money but I’ll tell you about<br />
that later. I went up to grade 3 and <strong>the</strong>n I had to quit because my mom needed me. I have been<br />
back to school though because 2 <strong>year</strong>s ago, I was <strong>in</strong>vited to volunteer with <strong>the</strong> children for a<br />
couple <strong>of</strong> hours a week. I do community <strong>the</strong>atre with <strong>the</strong> kids, thanks to money we received<br />
from UNICEF. We put skits toge<strong>the</strong>r and <strong>in</strong>volve <strong>the</strong> students. Last <strong>year</strong> we were rais<strong>in</strong>g<br />
awareness about AIDS. This <strong>year</strong> we put toge<strong>the</strong>r a hilarious play about cholera and diarrhea. I<br />
know, I know, you might be wonder<strong>in</strong>g what is hilarious about that! In fact it’s pretty awful<br />
because lots <strong>of</strong> children <strong>in</strong> my country get sick or die because <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>se afflictions. The play<br />
looks at prevention and teaches about proper sanitation and th<strong>in</strong>gs like regular hand wash<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
What’s hilarious is that it’s called “The Runs”! There are a lot <strong>of</strong> jokes <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> play about hav<strong>in</strong>g<br />
<strong>the</strong> runs and people laugh so much <strong>the</strong>y have tears <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong>ir eyes! They laugh but at <strong>the</strong> same<br />
time, <strong>the</strong>y learn about hygiene and that could save <strong>the</strong>ir lives.<br />
It’s a very nice change for me to work with <strong>the</strong> kids at school and very reward<strong>in</strong>g. Most <strong>of</strong><br />
<strong>the</strong> hours dur<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> day are spent work<strong>in</strong>g side by side with Delf<strong>in</strong>a who is always teach<strong>in</strong>g me<br />
someth<strong>in</strong>g. She’s a very determ<strong>in</strong>ed woman and she always looks on <strong>the</strong> positive side <strong>of</strong> th<strong>in</strong>gs.<br />
When I’m down, she f<strong>in</strong>ds <strong>the</strong> right words to make me smile aga<strong>in</strong>.<br />
When I get up <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> morn<strong>in</strong>g around 6 o’clock, I walk to <strong>the</strong> village pump to get water for<br />
<strong>the</strong> family. Then grandma and I start cook<strong>in</strong>g for <strong>the</strong> day. We usually eat two meals. We eat<br />
th<strong>in</strong>gs like cassava, rice and potatoes. On lucky days we prepare fish and clams, after all we<br />
live right by <strong>the</strong> beach and Catembe is a fish<strong>in</strong>g community. Most <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> time we buy fish from
fishers and we <strong>the</strong>n sell <strong>the</strong>m at <strong>the</strong> market. We also pick clams but aga<strong>in</strong> it’s ma<strong>in</strong>ly to sell. We<br />
have a nice garden but it is a lot <strong>of</strong> work. We grow vegetables and we also look after 2 goats<br />
that I have to milk every day. We had 5 chickens but <strong>the</strong>y all disappeared when we were hit by<br />
<strong>the</strong> cyclone. I also look after my sisters. I need to be more patient with Florenc<strong>in</strong>e because she<br />
cries a lot! I like be<strong>in</strong>g with Cremilda, especially that now she can help a lot more with <strong>the</strong><br />
garden.<br />
In my free time, I hang around with my <strong>girl</strong>friends. One <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m, Anita, lives <strong>in</strong> a bigger<br />
house and <strong>the</strong>y even have a radio. Every Saturday, we’re glued to it, listen<strong>in</strong>g to Radio<br />
Mozambique. They have an hour long show produced by kids for kids. It’s very <strong>in</strong>spir<strong>in</strong>g. After<br />
<strong>the</strong> show, we hang around at <strong>the</strong> beach, throw water at each o<strong>the</strong>r and giggle a lot.<br />
Now I need to tell you someth<strong>in</strong>g else about Delf<strong>in</strong>a. She belongs to a grandmo<strong>the</strong>rs’<br />
support group and about two months ago she came back all excited. They were t<strong>old</strong> at <strong>the</strong><br />
meet<strong>in</strong>g that <strong>the</strong>y might be able to get micro f<strong>in</strong>anc<strong>in</strong>g to start a small bus<strong>in</strong>ess. Some<br />
organizations from Europe were go<strong>in</strong>g to provide <strong>the</strong> funds. So guess what? Shortly after <strong>the</strong><br />
meet<strong>in</strong>g, grandma sat down with me and t<strong>old</strong> me about her idea: do<strong>in</strong>g seaweed farm<strong>in</strong>g! She<br />
said we could grow it <strong>in</strong> special enclosures and sell it to markets <strong>in</strong> bigger towns. When I asked<br />
her what she knew about seaweed farm<strong>in</strong>g, she said that somebody from a European NGO<br />
(Non Pr<strong>of</strong>it Organization) would come to Catembe and teach us about it. She had already talked<br />
to a man who owns a truck <strong>in</strong> <strong>the</strong> village to see if he would like to be hired to transport <strong>the</strong><br />
seaweed to those markets. Of course he said yes right away because he doesn’t have a lot <strong>of</strong><br />
work. With <strong>the</strong> help <strong>of</strong> a local teacher, we wrote down a proposal. Just a week ago, we got<br />
word that it had been approved! We were so happy that we started shout<strong>in</strong>g and danc<strong>in</strong>g.<br />
Florenc<strong>in</strong>e got so scared that she started howl<strong>in</strong>g. With all <strong>the</strong> noise we were mak<strong>in</strong>g, our poor<br />
neighbours must have thought we had gone crazy!<br />
So life looks more promis<strong>in</strong>g for us. I still want to go back to school but for <strong>the</strong> next while,<br />
my grandma will certa<strong>in</strong>ly need a lot <strong>of</strong> help with <strong>the</strong> new bus<strong>in</strong>ess. If we make enough money<br />
<strong>the</strong>n go<strong>in</strong>g back to school will be easier for me. And who knows, we might also be able to<br />
replace our little temporary shelter with someth<strong>in</strong>g bigger and sturdier!