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Mª. Jeanne Zerbo

 

I am Ma. Jeanne, of Malinese nationality, but a native of Burkina.  My parents came from muslims families, fortunately knew the Catholic missionaries and were baptized. Four  of their children were brought up in this faith.

 

Speaking of the African continent seems to expect much, given that it is not easy to touch all the realities live out in Africa, besides, being constituted by various ethnic races, costums, languages, that try to embrace it all.  Aware of all the varieties of realities, rich, but at the same time, complex, I will limit to say only in the measure that I may be able  in the  environment where I have grown and lived.

 

The reality that I knew in Burkina is an traditional Islamic environment, where the woman is considered principally as a mistress of the house.  All her formation is a function of a homemaker.  Her primodial duty is to be a mother and transmit and teach the tradition and the cultural values ( submission, fidelity, respect to the customs ) to her child.  In each village or ethnic group, the environment is marked by its own idiosyncrasis.  Therefore, the dream of  all the girls is to get married one day, have children and thus, to honor and respect the tradition of the parents, of the family.... in order to continue the generation and the clan. 

 

The influence of the French colonization and the presence of the missionaries started to change something in this reality that reduces a woman to a  mistress of the house.  I have inherited something of this formation, because my parents have known and wanted to transmit it with pride. Later on, I came to know the Religious of Mary Immaculate in a summer camp.  I went to Niono with them for motive of studies.  During the time that I was with them, the testimonies of the sisters and the examples of the other girls served me  inorder to determine my vocation.

 

I can say, that the story of my calling seems, though a dream, is a mystery...Without any doubt, is the story of the love that the Lord has wanted to have with me.  It was not easy to identify it, accept it... As a daughter of my epoch, I have wanted to touch it, hear His voice like the small Samuel or like Moses. At times I have demaded before His call, to evade difficulties and remove from my life impediments that could disturb, " I would ask for certainty and guarantee " in my vocation and would avoid... But He became deaf to my petitions and would continue calling me...

 

I entered fighting with my mother,  because I did not enter into her traditional plan in which for her, as I have said already, the honor of all women is in the marriage... 

in the measure that I have known the Congregation, the example of  St. Vicenta Maria would feel me with comfort and satifaction, at times it would question me, I did not understand how a girl from a good family, would leave all inorder to share the fortune with the poor, humble girls... her attitude of resignation, of detachment have been a great stimuli in my life... I discovered that she did not become more than  but  imitate in every moment her Lord... Today I feel that I live my Consecration because I have found  with Christ the Gospel.. He has brought me closer to Him  like " the Good Samaritan ";  I feel the Congregation as a place where He has carried me in the hand, feeling the need to help and put me to the service of other needy girls like what Vicenta Maria did...     

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