On the 22
nd
of December, my mother and sister attended a cooking class in Jodhpur, to learn
how to make Indian food. The woman who ran the cooking class in her home had
two daughters, one 9 years old and one 10, and while the rest of my family was
cooking, I spent some time playing with the two daughters. The mother told my
family and I how when their daughters were born, many people felt sorry for
them that they were girls. The mother and father, however, are happy and are
trying to raise their daughters so that they are safe and have a good life.
They also told us how they are investing in their education instead of dowries
or jewelry, seeing it as a brighter future for them.
We are now
in the city of Udaipur, and since it’s Christmas Day, and I haven’t been feeling too
well, I have decided to take some time to reflect on the past week and a half.
So far, some of the highlights of this trip have been the markets in New Delhi,
walking through the streets of Jaisalmer, riding camels in the desert and jumping in the sand dunes, visiting
the charity school, and talking with Govind. In terms of my project, being in
India has given me an entirely different perspective on the topic of women’s
rights, and has helped me to get a firsthand experience with this topic in
another culture.
On the 22nd
of December, my mother and sister attended a cooking class in Jodhpur, to learn
how to make Indian food. The woman who ran the cooking class in her home had
two daughters, one 9 years old and one 10, and while the rest of my family was
cooking, I spent some time playing with the two daughters. The mother told my
family and I how when their daughters were born, many people felt sorry for
them that they were girls. The mother and father, however, are happy and are
trying to raise their daughters so that they are safe and have a good life.
They also told us how they are investing in their education instead of dowries
or jewelry, seeing it as a brighter future for them.
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