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like me, they were helpless. It never<br />

occurred to me that I would ever address<br />

such a dignified assembly about how<br />

deep-rooted gender issues are in my<br />

country, or how much good the gift of<br />

education can do.<br />

I did finally get married for all the right<br />

reasons, five years ago. But when I got<br />

married, I hoped and prayed fervently like<br />

my mother before me and countless<br />

other African women that I would not<br />

have a daughter. I know that the girl child<br />

is capable of achieving the same or more<br />

than her male counterpart. Yet when I<br />

looked around me, it broke my heart to<br />

think I might have a daughter who would<br />

go through the same struggles and face<br />

the same difficulties that I had. I thought<br />

wishing not to have a female child would<br />

nip everything at the bud. Two daughters<br />

later, I realised we couldn’t wish the girl<br />

child away! This struggle is not about me<br />

at all; it is much bigger than me. Nature<br />

operates in a continuum; the girl child is<br />

needed for the cycle of life to continue.<br />

We all have unique roles to play in<br />

enabling her to take her rightful place,<br />

just as nature intended.<br />

Dymphna’s letters and dreams for me<br />

made me push for further education; they<br />

have also instilled in me the desire to see<br />

how far I can follow my heart. Even<br />

though I had lost touch with her and the<br />

CCL, I never forgot her confidence in me.<br />

By sheer determination, I forged a career<br />

in banking; a terrain that, in my country, is<br />

very male dominated. I wanted a job that<br />

would pay enough to allow me to save<br />

money to set up an NGO (‘Teenmums’)<br />

that would address the plight of women<br />

forced into early marriages and<br />

motherhood without any education or<br />

skills.<br />

Coming to the UK for postgraduate<br />

studies has been a lifelong dream<br />

sparked by my gratitude to the CCL and<br />

the girls at Burntwood School where<br />

Dymphna was a governor. Jenny Groves,<br />

James Porter and Beatrice Kolade who I<br />

consider partners in the struggle for a<br />

better Africa for women, helped in no<br />

small measure.<br />

I want everyone here to know that<br />

there is no limit to what the African<br />

woman can achieve if given the right<br />

encouragement. <strong>The</strong>re is absolutely<br />

nothing special about me; my story could<br />

be the story of any other African woman<br />

who is given the same opportunity. I do<br />

not believe women in Africa want to be<br />

treated or viewed as being superior to<br />

men. Women do not want a different law<br />

to apply to them; they want to be<br />

recognised as partners in every struggle,<br />

as the equals they truly are. If legislation<br />

is made and enforced for free secondary<br />

education, worthy organisations like the<br />

CCL, the RCS and other charities would<br />

be freed to get on with the business of<br />

providing women with further education<br />

which would better equip them for nation<br />

building.<br />

I read a story once about an English<br />

missionary who went to Africa. <strong>The</strong><br />

Ladi Dariya, a former recipient<br />

of the <strong>Commonwealth</strong><br />

Countries League scholarship,<br />

addresses the RCS on how<br />

women’s rights might be<br />

improved through gender<br />

education in October <strong>2007</strong><br />

missionary told the story of heading to a<br />

neighbouring village from the one where<br />

the church was stationed. <strong>The</strong>re was a<br />

stream to be crossed between these two<br />

villages. He said he saw an African<br />

gentleman and his wife coming from the<br />

farm. <strong>The</strong> wife had on her head the farm<br />

produce they had harvested in a basket.<br />

On top of that was her husband’s hoe as<br />

well as hers. This woman was also heavily<br />

pregnant and had a toddler in a sling at<br />

her side. Her husband was walking in<br />

front with manly strides carrying nothing<br />

while she struggled under these heavy<br />

burdens, trying to keep up. When they<br />

got to the stream, the husband stopped<br />

to wait for her. <strong>The</strong> missionary thought to<br />

himself “surely he will have to carry some<br />

of these burdens now”. But to his utter<br />

horror, the man climbed his wife’s back,<br />

making sure his feet did not get wet,<br />

while she walked uncertainly across the<br />

stream. Now, whether this actually<br />

happened or is a fable is not the issue.<br />

This story epitomises the strength of the<br />

African woman. Education can only make<br />

her stronger and the continent will be the<br />

better for it.<br />

This is an edited version of a speech by<br />

Ladi Dariya to the <strong>Royal</strong> <strong>Commonwealth</strong><br />

<strong>Society</strong>, on 10 October <strong>2007</strong>.<br />

Ladi Dariya is an MA candidate in<br />

Management at Robert Gordon<br />

University, and a former <strong>Commonwealth</strong><br />

Countries League Education Fund scholar.<br />

www.rcsint.org<br />

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