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God Write Straight on Crockett Lines



I have confidence that my disability is not a curse, but God writing straight on a crocket line. I was not born with a disability, at the age of 8years, my bones started breaking from all parts of my body piercing through my flesh and causing me pains and severe bleeding. 
This caused my father to spend all his finances ensuring I get well. My mother seeing how life was very difficulty with nearly nothing to eat, left us for my father after 14years of my ill health struggling from one hospital to another. 
We are 5 of us and I am the eldest of the children. After my 14th operation my left leg was reduced by 7cm causing me to have a shortening on my right leg. After 1year 4momths of hospitalization, I came home to face the challenges/difficulties that seem to have been packaged and kept for me. To seek solutions and ways to survive with my siblings, I started working on the farm, working cassava and vegetables for my junior ones to sell and we can eat. Since our mother left us in the suffering state, our father struggle to pay our fees and I as the eldest played the role of a mother to the rest of my siblings. 
When I was in form 3 in secondary school, my father told me to stop schooling because I was not strong enough to walk for long and he doesn't have money to pay transport all the time. I insist that I will go, when I managed to walk and reach school late, I will be in pain all day in school.
My principal will have to carry me back home and warn not to come to school again. I continue to struggle down the road rest every two days. One day a boy met me crying and walking on crutches he felt sorry for me. When I told him my story, he took upon himself to help go to school and back. He will come and wait for me when we close and take me to the house. My father was not happy with this, he kept sending the boy away but he never stopped assisting me. 
To prove to my father that I can make it, I was very focus and was doing well in school until the principal told my father, I was amongst the best 5 students to receive prizes. All my text books from form one to form five were prizes of excellence given to me. 
As time went on, I thought all is well, suddenly one day my bone which had been reduce by 7cm got broken completely. This caused me to loss one year academic again in the house. 
I was taken again to Saint John of God Hospital Nguti in the South West Region. On the day of my operation, I was thinking all hope is lost, the doctors asked me to pray and turning to the cross and say "Father I am tired, please decide my faith".   On this specific operation I knew I was not going to make it. I took 4 pines of blood and lasted more than 12 hours in the theater. The operation took more time than usual and at about 6 PM there was so much tension in the hospital and I had not recovered from anesthesia. When I started recovering, I was getting voices that were saying “she is still alive” but I didn't know what happened during the operation. I was given sleeping pills and everyone left the room. When I woke up, I asked my sister to bring the food I had requested to eat after my operation. She told me I have been sleeping for 2 weeks and 4 days. My family and the entire hospital staff were very happy to see me awake and requesting for food.
I came back to school in November 2001 and wrote my GCE O/L   passing in 4 subjects and two years later I had my A/L in 2 subjects. I am happy because my father who single handedly took care of us after our mother abandoned us lived to witness how I transformed over time and became a strong disability advocate in my community and country. He gave my hand in marriage and saw me bear a grandchild for him after all the health challenges. All my siblings are now fully grown people living their lives independently and my husband, my daughter and I were the only ones close to my father during his last days on earth. He died at the age of 84 from prostate cancer. I will never stop loving him for he was a mother and father to us at the same time. 
As time went on, I made a vow to God that if He heals me, I will serve his people. God answered me and today, I am a passionate leader and advocate in the field of disability and inclusive development. I now advocate for the rights of persons with disabilities, accessibility, quality health, sexual and reproductive health rights which gave birth and I am representing our head office called the Coordinating Unit of Associations of Persons with Disabilities Bamenda III council area. I ensure to network with other stakeholders to see how persons living with impairments can be supported. The Cameroon Baptist Convention Health Services signed a circular with the Regional Delegation of Women Empowerment and the Family for women with disabilities to access training at the Women Empowerment Center tuition free. I am one of the trainers at the women's Empowerment center Bamenda 2, training in traditional fashion wears. I still continue to encourage more women, girls and boys with Disabilities to come and be empowered. Despite limitations Regina Awafe, Ngum Veronica and I are still advocating for accessibility and sign language interpreter to be part of the progress. With all these I have fully transformed and my life has changed. I am married to my helper and have children now. I have diversified leadership roles and participant in many decision-making circles that proves my full inclusion.
My goal is to open an Inclusive multipurpose training center where persons living with impairments will take lead and be trainers so that from here, we can collectively be holding and breaking grounds for persons with Disabilities, and an equal society for all. 
Concluding I will say if women and girls, boys and men with Disabilities are Empowered we can conquer, we have a special ability no one can challenge when we are Empowered.  I will like to let funders and organization know that; we wish some priority can be given to disability led initiatives especially in the humanitarian context. 
We face numerous challenges because we are not given the opportunities to take lead in our own advocacy. Let the government support us and give us the opportunities and see us deliver good results in any campaign. 
“Test and see that God gave us persons with disabilities 7 senses instead of 5” “For God write straight on crockett lines”

  • Disability Justice
    • Africa
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