It’s not surprising that our next Sister’s story is about another woman named Meskerem. It is a common name given to baby girls because it is the Amharic name for the month of September when Ethiopian New Year is celebrated. How fitting that two of our Sisters share a name that celebrates new beginnings
When I met Meskerem six months ago, I had to double check her profile to make sure that I was remembering her story correctly. Despite having one of the hardest young lives imaginable, the woman in front of me exuded joy so thickly you could almost feel it. She owned a successful roadside vegetable stand that was a source of deep pride with beautiful, neatly displayed produce. Both of her sons are strong and healthy and doing very well in school. This woman glows with beautiful confidence.
Meskerem was born into a very poor household in the capitol city of Addis Ababa. Her large family could only afford to send her to school through the 4th grade and after that she began to work. When she was fifteen years old a man that she knew professed his love for her and convinced her to go away with him. Instead of finding love, she was trapped in abuse. He locked her in a room for a month where she was raped and abused and became pregnant. She was able to escape from her kidnapper and find her way back home. Her kidnapper is now in prison for what he did to her. Instead of finding relief when she reached home, she was turned away because of her pregnancy. She worked alone as a day laborer and gave birth to her son when she […]