My heart yearns for you
To live – equal – to your full
human potential.
It’s a challenge to raise a daughter in a society that innundates us with countless hidden messages about how girls should look and act, who they should be. My daughter and I have been talking about this a lot lately, with the holiday marketing of “girls toys” and “boys toys” so in our faces. So I was pleasantly surprised this week when she found a women’s rights message hidden in Captain Underpants and The Terrifying Return of Tippy Tinkletrousers.
Captain Underpants.
The bully battle begins!
(Secret feminism.)
You go, girl! You just go and go and GO!
This post, Haikus With My Daughter , Haikus With My Daughter II and Thanksgiving are a response to the WordPress Weekly Writing Challenge.
Still blown away by that picture…………………..
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I know, right? It was 100% serendipity – I took the photo while riding in a car in the Kathmandu Valley in September. It was harvest time, and the woman is spreading out corn on the roof to dry in the sun. Thanks for the comment!
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Makes me wonder how old she is, what the bag says, were you being scrutinized by her, too. A wildly beautiful woman, proud, suspicious……..So did you sign her up?
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There’s a lot in this photo that makes me wonder, too. That’s why I chose it for the header photo of my blog. I have had other readers comment about the familiarity of the common household items in the photo – the stools, the bamboo tray for separating rice, the large bag of rice. I can tell you that the symbol on the bag is the important Hindu symbol Om (or Aum). Three is important to the symbol – there is a bow, an arrow which symbolizes the self and a mark that symbolize Brahman (Absolute Reality). It also symbolizes the three worlds – earth, atmosphere, and heaven. That’s an over-simplification, of course, but now you know! I don’t know the woman, but this is an area of Nepal I visit often, so I think I will stop and show her the photo next time I am there.
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Wonderful. And then take another photo, write another poem–or at least have your daughter write one.
Ying/Yang’s been on my mind lately. Thanks for into.
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Good stuff.
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Thanks!
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