AfrotechGirl

  For the longest time I found it hard to reconcile my love and curiosity for technology and the thoughts that I wasn’t good enough. Even after each significant milestone like getting my degree or becoming a software developer, this thought now became when that I could cut it in the industry. I mean sure the predominantly men environment plus other issues added a whole new dimension to it but the truth was that even when I had proved to myself that I could do all those things that voice still remained. Coming up in the industry I would see women who seemed so sure of their abilities and walked with an air of assurance that were making it. One of those was a classmate of mine who graduated top of our class. I would listen to these successful women in tech talk about how you needed to be confident. No disrespect to them because they were right to an extent. But I would ask myself where was this illusive confidence that seemed to allude me, the way they made it seem was as if it was s...

  I am the youngest of five siblings, growing up I never really thought I had anything worthwhile to say amongst the already four other voices. There was always someone to tell me what I should and shouldn’t do, how I should be and shouldn’t be besides my parents. And being an introvert did not help my case though I found my safe spaces among certain of my siblings whose names I shall not mention for fear of igniting some world wars. Growing up and going through different stages in life, my ability to speak up or find my voice did not get upgraded much. Though I always had an opinion, just never the courage to say it because I thought it did not matter much. Fast-forward to my college days, by this time I had somewhat formed a personality or had an idea of who I was becoming. It was at this point too I realized that every time I would see an injustice around my surroundings and wanted to do something to change it. Finding myself in a space where as girls we were treated unjustly ...