Hello everyone!
The last two days (actually the last 13 days) have been full of life and eye opening to say the least.
Our day at GCCN during student admission examinations was fascinating. After greeting 124 girls who came from all around the country to get a chance at being admitted to this prestigious nursing school, we were treated to a lovely lunch with the Bangladeshi vice principal.
What an interesting woman. She had us sitting at the edge of our seats listening to her childhood fascination with nursing, a profession discouraged by her society and family, her defiance in duping her parents into signing consent forms so that she could pass entrance exams without them knowing. She went on to being continuously #1 in her class and nursing internationally and finally being in the position she is in today.
The second stop was to a village where we met, among many, two amazing young sisters, 8 and 12, who mimicked all our English and whose eyes sparkled with intelligence. It was terribly difficult not to pack them into our backpacks.
The final stop was to a weaving shop.Beautiful hand-loomed saris, woven by the villagers including children children no older than ten. The working conditions and human labor continuously blow your mind away.
The last two days (actually the last 13 days) have been full of life and eye opening to say the least.
Our day at GCCN during student admission examinations was fascinating. After greeting 124 girls who came from all around the country to get a chance at being admitted to this prestigious nursing school, we were treated to a lovely lunch with the Bangladeshi vice principal.
Education takes on a new meaning here in Bangladesh. The top 50 applicants will be chosen for the next cohort.... The others will most likely choose marriage as this is often their only next option. Some certainly stood out but we would have chosen them all!
This young woman was very curious and friendly.
Team building with straws and pins. The energy was amazing!
Today we though we would have relaxing, luxurious ride down the river to experience this Bangladeshi lifestyle.
First stop was an old kingdom castle converted into a university where the very conservatively dressed students took a serious liking and following to us. They were very curious about the blond hair and the lack of nose rings!
Young boys handed us marigolds after being given leach a pencil.
The second stop was to a village where we met, among many, two amazing young sisters, 8 and 12, who mimicked all our English and whose eyes sparkled with intelligence. It was terribly difficult not to pack them into our backpacks.
The final stop was to a weaving shop.Beautiful hand-loomed saris, woven by the villagers including children children no older than ten. The working conditions and human labor continuously blow your mind away.
We certainly have a huge responsibility as north American consumers to be more conscious of where are products are made, by whom and in which conditions. Our children our fortunate beyond belief that they have all the opportunity to choose who they want to be, be with whom they want to be, learn as much as they possibly can and be the children that they are.
In our week of celebrating the 25th anniversary of the UN Children's Right Act, let's be conscious that all our beautiful children still do not live all that is owed to them.
Until next time! xoxo
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