IN PRAISE OF WOMEN
Proverbs 31:10 A wife of noble character who can find?
She is worth far more than rubies.
In commemoration of the International Women's Day I want to praise my special heroine; the working mother. She who holds a job and raises a family. She is usually the first one up; she feeds, dresses and makes sure the family is ready for school and work. She remembers everyone’s timetable- who is doing what after school, who needs extra money, who forgot to do their homework and if hubby has remembered to take the all important document to work (that he is well dressed because he reflect on her). After a 8 or 9 hour day, my heroine comes home, makes dinner, cleans up, supervises her children’s homework and does the laundry, makes the phone calls or visits to family and friends.
The women who live and work in the country deserve more than an honourable mention. These women have no running water, electricity, or reliable public transport, there are very few doctors and hospitals close to their homes, and they earn very little money. Not only will my heroine do the same as her her town sister every morning, she also has the added task of taking care of the domestic animals (milking the cow, feeding the chickens and so forth). She will then take up her hoe and walk miles to her small farm carrying her youngest on her back, and spend a good 8-9 hours cultivating the land. She will then gather firewood, sometimes water and then walk back home to prepare supper and make sure the animals are ready for the night.
My heroine, makes the house a home for her children and husband, will be there for her children's friends, husband's co-workers and her own work mates. She makes time for the family, friends and charitable causes. She remembers birthdays, anniversaries, mother-in-law’s favourite food, pet hates and even husband's second cousin once removed birthday. She is of course a wonderful lover, best friend, and confidante, nurse, doctor, teacher and family accountant.
A memory that stays with me is one I once saw in my infrequent journeys upcountry. A woman was walking home in the evening, on her back was a basket filled with food; a load of firewood, and her youngest child. Next to her was another child, and as she was walking, she was shelling peas – for supper of course.
GOD BLESS WORKING MOTHERS EVERYWHERE
Now if I was WANGARI I would have that song "Am every woman" playing while you were reading this post!!!.
She is worth far more than rubies.
In commemoration of the International Women's Day I want to praise my special heroine; the working mother. She who holds a job and raises a family. She is usually the first one up; she feeds, dresses and makes sure the family is ready for school and work. She remembers everyone’s timetable- who is doing what after school, who needs extra money, who forgot to do their homework and if hubby has remembered to take the all important document to work (that he is well dressed because he reflect on her). After a 8 or 9 hour day, my heroine comes home, makes dinner, cleans up, supervises her children’s homework and does the laundry, makes the phone calls or visits to family and friends.
The women who live and work in the country deserve more than an honourable mention. These women have no running water, electricity, or reliable public transport, there are very few doctors and hospitals close to their homes, and they earn very little money. Not only will my heroine do the same as her her town sister every morning, she also has the added task of taking care of the domestic animals (milking the cow, feeding the chickens and so forth). She will then take up her hoe and walk miles to her small farm carrying her youngest on her back, and spend a good 8-9 hours cultivating the land. She will then gather firewood, sometimes water and then walk back home to prepare supper and make sure the animals are ready for the night.
My heroine, makes the house a home for her children and husband, will be there for her children's friends, husband's co-workers and her own work mates. She makes time for the family, friends and charitable causes. She remembers birthdays, anniversaries, mother-in-law’s favourite food, pet hates and even husband's second cousin once removed birthday. She is of course a wonderful lover, best friend, and confidante, nurse, doctor, teacher and family accountant.
A memory that stays with me is one I once saw in my infrequent journeys upcountry. A woman was walking home in the evening, on her back was a basket filled with food; a load of firewood, and her youngest child. Next to her was another child, and as she was walking, she was shelling peas – for supper of course.
GOD BLESS WORKING MOTHERS EVERYWHERE
Now if I was WANGARI I would have that song "Am every woman" playing while you were reading this post!!!.
posted by Uaridi at 3/07/2006 01:33:00 pm
13 Comments:
Hello Uaridi. This is a wonderful blog that you have. Thank you for stopping by because I would've never known. I'll definitely be back. This is a wonderful tribute for Intl Women. They are special and the very backbone of the family and household. I don't know what I would do without her. Bless you and take care.
That was so beautiful Uaridi. Happy Women's Day to you too. Remember to live life greedily!
This is a wonderful tribute, Uaridi. Happy International Women's Day.
Beautiful!
Happy IWD day to you Uaridi,I salute you too today. I do.
Hi there...What a beautiful picture. It's funny, no matter what country one lives in, women are always the glue that holds societies together. Why aren't women celebrated during the Whole year?
Beautiful Beautiful tribute there Auntie. Wow I celebrate that with you too
Happy IWD..
Now you have put that song in my head - good good.
This is excellent - while i was reading it i was visualising everything, and yes, I know so many people who live like that - they are strong, they dont complain.
I celebrate them all with you - Happy IWD Auntie...
Oh happy day Indeed.
That was truly something..Am every woman-how fitting! :)
Great tribute. Excellent prose! Again as we celbrate the working mom, we celebrate you too Uaridi. Have a wonderful International Women's Day.
happy IWD to you ... working women are often not appreciated, great tribute
Happy IWD those words are just right so spot on. The shelling of peas and even peeling potatoes before you get home.
Hello Uaridi,
Would you consider submitting a version of this post to the anthology I'm co-editing, "Women Writing Resistance in Africa"? Please let me know!
Jennifer
Simon's Rock College of Bard
Great Barrington MA 01230
browdy@simons-rock.edu
It strange that without sitting on the corporate board of some humoungous company these women are power houses in their own right,Mama mbogas who put their little ones through school and even college, Our Mothers who ran a house and an office with kids to have the fear of God instilled in them. Women's shoes... are too large to fill, that may account for Imelda's shoe fetish! Smaller shoes please!
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