At one of our meetings today, a girl came in and sat in the back. The person we met were meeting with told us she was here because her life has been in danger. Her village did not accept her and people have tried to murder her. In English he said it was because she was too smart, when he was explaining it in Bengali (translated for me later) it was more that she was too modern, there was also speculation that there was some sort of disability that might have caused that reaction. It was hard to understand exactly what was going on, but for whatever reason, people in her village literally wanted her gone. She had to have police protection at her house to ensure her safety. She was young, in tenth grade, and very beautiful. Her salwar kameez was a bright pink which looked gorgeous with her dark skin. She was shy and also very curious about us and kept waving and smiling.
I can’t even imagine what her life must be like. To have some reason people in your village literally want to kill you, just for being who you are. And actually trying. To have to continue to live in that village, in her parents home, knowing her life is at risk. And to be so young. And to see her smile.
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