#SHIPAfrica Africa and the Girl (International Day of the Girl Child)

In many African communities, girls are still not considered children. They do not need to be sent to school, they have no inheritance and sometimes their mother is sent away for not being able to bear a male child. As if boys are better. Words will fail me to recount all the episodes we have had, for being just girls, at the time.

Empower girls, empower women, educate communities!

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#SHIPAfrica Celebrates the International Day of the Girl Child

Empowering women is not about feminism, it’s about humanity.

Let the little girl know, access to information, education and laws that protect women should be promoted.

What are you doing about it?

#SHIPCampaign #SheHasImmensePotential

#SHIPAfrica Mentorship Sessions are at Hand

African students gave us their best, now we are giving them our best. The mentorship program of the #SHIPCampaign seeks to link our top 5 winners with very established and prominent professionals in Nigeria/Africa to enable a mentor-protege relationship for growth and personal development, especially career-wise.

To be part of it please look out cos in February 2018, the scholarships will rollout again

Thank you so much for being with us. Thank you winners, thank you judges, thank you mentors πŸ™‚

ASK “WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?” not “WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?”

 

 

Fear and Pride both go before a fall, be understanding and patient enough to tell the difference.Β People rashly mistake FEAR 4 PRIDE. Someone who walks away or refuses to show up to have his work analysed or criticized would easily be mistaken for being proud. Many times too when you delay an apology, people conclude that you are proud, when in fact you’re scared of being rejected.

A lot more thought should go into our human relationships, people are not simple, babies are. Life makes us complex so be more curious about why people act the way they do. To lead, mentor, be a good parent, guardian or just friend, you should try to use the other perspective. Although some reactions are pretty obvious, even anger can be an expression of fear! relax…take it easy πŸ™‚

Let’s chat…You, Me, And a Camera!

Our first interview is at 1:30pm with the top video entry, but let’s see.

 

We had great essays too, OMG 😲 😡, Nigeria, behold your thinkers!!! Your Researchers!!! The people who will lead you to a  better future, if you give them a chance!

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The banner currently on the Facebook Page “Gourmet French” soon to change, the name, lol, not the banner

I am really excited, I hope that I am not disapointed, but I am definitely sure that these top 5 will impress our mentors. Oh, that reminds me, I need to get in touch with the mentors..but my exams 😭 πŸ˜“ πŸ˜ͺΒ o no, so much to do, God help me.

And congratulations to our finalists, although they may never see this blog..hehehe

 

NEVER SAY NEVER 😈

Alright, have a lovely day.

The Pocket Money Scholarship and Dilemma

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I’m so stressed, I can’t even put it in words, struggling around not having my mastercard and now having to deal with good essay dilemmas ::: GOOD PROBLEMS, TIRED GIRL… #STRONG

I am finally at the other side of the computer, where the emails from candidates go.

It’s been two months since the campaign for the SHIP pilot scholarship ended and a month since the last submission we received.

This delay is due, in part, to all the stress I have had to go through since the 30th of April, in my life, and in part, maybe 20 percent, to school work.

I am extremely fatigued. My friends who I esteemed to be more than worthy to be judges for the essay did not fail me, I was mostly impressed by my married friend who has two kids,yet she put in all this diligence and time into marking the submissions I sent to her and she also sent remarks and voice notes commending the best and commenting on all of them , literally all. Girl Power!!! We’ll discuss that later πŸ™‚

 

Another friend of mine, whom I have not been in touch with but admired from afar online was contacted and she instantly replied, it made me feel so much joy, all the judges, including the lecturer among them, completely surprised me. All my friends did me proud and helped make this marking impartial, unbiased and I love them all.

 

The anonymous marking was effective, almost all the grades from the judges were about the same per criteron, but at some point, we had to break ties, and there goes the dilemma. Only one winner, and I remembered what my sisters told me before I put out the announcement:, “Make it two winners and split it 50-50” lol, I should have listened.

 

But I really want a student with passion and zeal for improvement in the country to be awarded with the N100,000. Nigeria hardly rewards smart students.

The money I put down was supposed to be a charity for a student, I just wanted to reach out and connect to a student from a low-income home and shower the person with love, saying, don’t stress, here, buy what you need and read without thinking too much about the next meal or hostel rent. But the problem was choosing who it would be given to, and that’s why the competition was lunched. A part of me wants to give something to all the winners, or at least 3, but everything comes back down to me not having my Mastercard. Don’t get me wrong, their money is ready, it has been ready in naira in Nigeria since before the call was advertised, but to put in more money, or to even make the promise, I need to be able to transfer money home, and I can’t do that for the same long story that has got me confused and running around catch 22 since the beginning of May.

 

We got good essays, there will be a telephone interview, I want to give it to a student who had a good essay and who needs the money because their parents can’t afford to pay their way through school. So, God help me. I’m going to pray. I am at that side of the computer where the emails go, I am the one the candidates are indirectly referring to when they pray to win, so let God’s will be done, and let the person whose destiny it is to win this, take it home, and when I do get my Mastercard back from Rome, I “MAY” have to assist any other student who was part of the competition and from a low income background with some money for the next session.

GOD HELP ME…HELP ME GET THROUGH THIS, THANK YOU FOR THE STRENGTH, THANK YOU FOR THE SUPPORT OF FRIENDS AND FAMILY AND HELP ME DO THE RIGHT THING. AMEN