A Year of Survival, Advocacy and Hope

There were nights in 2025 when I prayed with my eyes open because sleep would not come. Nights when fear sat beside my bed and whispered that education might slip through my fingers. I asked God questions shaped by survival. Would I be forced to choose between hunger and lectures? Between rent and revision? Between being a girl and becoming a graduate? Even then, God held me.

Education has never been a privilege in my life. It has been a fight, a daily act of resistance. I walked into university carrying more than books. I carried the weight of expectations placed on girls to endure quietly, to settle early, to shrink their dreams when money ran out. I have seen how easily a girl’s future can be interrupted, not by lack of ability, but by lack of support.

There were days I sat in class physically present but emotionally exhausted. Days when fees, rent, and food competed loudly with my dreams. I smiled while struggling. I learned that many girls disappear this way, not because they are weak, but because the system is unkind. And that truth hardened my resolve.

Writing became my weapon. Journalism gave me language for injustice and courage for advocacy. Every story I tell is a refusal to be silent about the barriers girls face in accessing education. My voice carries the stories of girls who never make it back to class, girls whose potential is buried under poverty, early responsibility, and neglect.

World Pulse became a global echo of that resistance, a place where women’s stories are amplified, not dismissed. Here, I learned that advocacy begins with telling the truth loudly and without apology. When women speak together, silence breaks. When girls are heard, systems are forced to listen.

This year transformed my advocacy from theory into testimony. I do not speak about educating the girl child from a distance. I speak from lived struggle. I know what it means to survive university while fearing constant interruption. I know the cost of resilience. And I know the power of one opportunity to change everything.

As 2025 closes, I do not celebrate comfort. I honor survival. I thank God for carrying me through moments that could have ended my journey. I stand for every girl whose education hangs by a thread.

I step into 2026 with urgency and purpose, determined to demand access, protection, and dignity for girls. Determined to turn survival into advocacy. Determined to ensure no girl disappears simply because the world failed to support her.

"A girl who survives education becomes a woman who fights for it. And when she speaks, she speaks for many."