As International Women’s Day comes to a close, I just wanted to wish all the lovely ladies who read and follow this blog a Happy (belated) International Women’s Day! I hope each one of you had an amazing day and that you remembered to listen to “I’m Every Woman” by Whitney Houston (or the original version by Chaka Khan if you fancy), to remind yourselves just how amazing you are.Continue reading “International Women’s Day!”
I’ve recently become a powerlifter. For about a year or so to be exact. Shortly after the blog post that I wrote about my weight loss (due to popular demand) I decided to go from thin to fit. I had reached a point where I could fit into one leg of my old jeans, but I still wasn’t happy with my body.Continue reading “Powerlifting while female”
As we commemorate the International Day Of The Girl Child, Third World Girl would like to recognize an initiative that is working tirelessly to ensure Zambian girls stay in school.
This past week has seen a deep outcry following the death of 4th year University of Zambia student Vespers Shimunzhila , who lost her life at the hands of police brutality during a riot at the higher learning institution.
Oh yes. Let’s talk about it. While I really didn’t want this to be one of the first things I write about after a long spell of writers block because it makes me so sad, I wouldn’t be doing my job as a blogger if I didn’t .
WARNING: a fair amount of political satire was used in the writing of this article in hopes of keeping readers from being completely depressed by the situation
The mere notion of the word sets our teeth on edge as Africans.
If you are an African girl/young lady/woman, you know that by a certain age you will be expected to enter into a relationship with the ultimate goal of marriage. As you rear into your early 20s aunties and uncles begin to assess just how much your lobola will be
Anyone who identifies as a feminist knows that, deciding to do so is never easy. More so, when you’re a third world/African feminist. It’s not just a decision to identify as Continue reading “Dear diary: My journey to spiritual solitude, self-awareness, self-evolution and fulfillment as an African Feminist”
So I’m going to address an issue that’s rarely addressed. Neither in general, nor in the realm of feminism. “Relational aggression”, also known as: “the mean girl syndrome”.
We’re going to talk about it because clearly it’s not some childish phase we leave behind. Oh no. We grow up and it becomes a whole lot worse.
On social media I follow a page (name withheld), that’s used as an advice forum for Zambians seeking advice pertaining to a number of issues ranging from relationship woes, to marital disputes, and so much more.
While most of the time just reading the page provides comic relief because it’s 50 shades of foolishness; a lot of the times I cringe at the number of sexist and misogynistic Continue reading “Let’s Talk About: Toxic Internalized Sexism/Misogyny”