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Three Generations of Resilient Women
Mary Mba (Ph.D.) She walked alone,my mother—first girl in Ezialayito sit in a classroommeant only for boys.She wrote her nameon chalkboards of resistance,etched it into historywith every lesson she taughtas a teacher,as a principal,as a mother. She taught meto speak softlybut walk boldly.To read by lantern light,to lead from the margins,to wear my worthlike a
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Full Circle — From My Gown to Hers
Mary Mba (Ph.D) There’s a photo I return to every now and then. It’s from May 17, 2014. I’m wearing my doctoral gown, hood in hand, a proud new Ph.D. standing in the warmth of accomplishment. Beside me, beaming, is my daughter—then a bright-eyed girl with a giant flower in her hair and a future
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To My Warrior Daughter, Ezinne
By Mary Mba (Ph.D) You were born with a firenot of fury—but of grace.A soul etched in brilliance,with sickle-shaped cellsbut a spine carved from steel. You never asked for the burden,yet you carried it—through pain, through hospital rooms,through nights when sleepwas a stranger,and the world demandedyou rise anyway. And rise you did. Bachelor’s and Master’sin