Sometimes Inspiration,drive,motivation comes from places we least expect.I always wanted to do something different.Something that will make an impact in the lives of individuals in the world.I always wanted to be a voice that spoke for something.But I didn't gather the courage to act out my thoughts and for a very long time,that I grew scared that it would ever be heard.Well,not until I met Peace.Peace was a young girl I met during an outreach my medical student association organized in a village in South Eastern Nigeria.It was to commemorate the International Day Of The Girl Child.Like a good student,I helped organize the event and even volunteered to join the speakers.Little did I know that the push I was expecting to light my change making spark was going to come that day.The talk began in earnest,it started with opening prayers and then a talk on career stereotypes,Self esteem and confidence.Afterwards the girls were split into groups of seven,and then facilitators which included me each handled one group.My group was essentially small,there were just thirteen girls and I had to do a few inward pep talks to garner enough courage to stand and speak to them.5minutes into the talk which was on Sexually Transmitted Infections,Gender Based violence and Rape,I lost the fear I initially had and was speaking fluent English sometimes opting for pidgin or Igbo when they couldn't understand the meaning of what I was saying.After the talk,I asked a few questions and then that was when I noticed a thin,sickly looking girl who said her name was Peace.I smiled warmly at her and listened with amazement as she gave me perfect answers to all my questions.I watched the answers reel of her tongue and at that moment I was filled with joy and pride that I had at least sent the intended message across.We all moved out of the hall to take pictures and just then,the little girl I had taken interest in tapped my left arm,I turned and smiled when my eyes met with hers. She stared at me for a few minutes and then asked if she could speak to me in private.Ten minutes into the conversation,and I was already heartbroken.She was twelve from a poor family and wasn't sure she was going to achieve her dreams of being a nurse.She was trying so hard,hoping her hard work would pay off but she wasn't exactly believing things would eventually work out for her.She has had to struggle with domestic violence,gender inequality and bullying from her peers.She had tears in her eyes,she look frail and thin,she was dressed in somewhat fraying clothes and still had a smile on her face.I felt a thug in my heart and knew I had to help out.I tried to encourage her to the best of my ability which included saying things to lift her spirit and then when I was convinced that she was going to be alright,I sent her on her way but not until I gave her a phone number she could reach me on.The gratitude in her eyes and happiness in her voice,lit up a fire in my heart,mind and soul.While sitting in the bus,that drove us back to school I couldn't help but think about what Peace had said and how she had felt.I wondered what the other children were struggling with but couldn't find the courage to speak about.I felt like helping organize out reaches,participating in rallies,Awareness campaigns was just not enough,I had to do something major,because there were a lot of little girls,children who already have lost hope that their dreams could ever come true.A few months later,Peace called me to boost my spirit with the words"I still look up to you"It was the first time I actually had a heart to heart talk with a benefactor and I was glad I did.Because it answered the question I had been asking myself for a long time.It made me realize that reaching out to help the younger ones,making efforts to create change in my society wasn't a waste if I was actually helping someone and neither was it a day's job.And then I started writing again,I wrote about issues that affected the girl child in Africa,I wrote short stories pointing towards the struggle of the young child in Africa.I joined more initiatives that were driven towards helping the younger generation.That day, the talk with Peace, changed my life, it set a new goal for me.I felt like merely just talking without acting wasn't going to get the job done.If I wanted a generation where the younger ones know that anything they set their heart to do is possible as long as they believe,I had to make extra sacrifices,pull extra weight, do more to reach more.I learned that if I was going to make a change in the lives of these young ones I had to do better.So everyday,when I wake up to go about my daily duties,the lessons I learned from Peace still hold me up firm against the world even if still feels like it would eventually be impossible.And that moment with Peace I would say was the turning point in my life as a changemaker.