In class this week we watched a documentary called Girl
Rising directed by Richard E. Robbins, which was about nine young girls with
different stories. Each girl had the same goal to receive an education that
they deserved and we watched how each overcame their struggles to obtain that
education. It was an eye-opening documentary because in different parts of the
world girls have different situations that prevent them from receiving an
education, versus being a girl in America that can easily get an education. I
realized how much I been taking advantage of my own education and even being
able to attend college, I now will double think before I complain about
homework or exams.
All of the stories shocked me to know that in many countries
there is still a version of slavery among young girls, girls are abused or
raped, and families choose to send their sons instead of their daughters to
school. Parents easily sell their daughters to obtain money and prevent them
from doing what they want most and that’s going to school. One of the stories was about a young girl in
Afghanistan who parents sold their daughter to a man double her age to buy a
car for their son. I thought that was
heartless because with the money they receive for their daughter’s life they
traded for a car, I would have understood if they needed something more
important to survive with but it was just a car for their son. The horrifying
part of the story was she gave birth at a very young age when she should be
enjoying a life as a child, but she is treated like trash that is just a slave
to man. It was hard to watch knowing that there isn’t much I myself can do to
help those children in the same situation.
A story that was similar to these girls that came to my mind
during the documentary was about my own mother who grew up in the Philippines
and the struggles she had for her education. She would tell me about how she
would wake up 4 or 5 o’clock in the morning to get ready for school where she
would have to help wake her 7 other sibling to also get ready for school. They
would walk for about 2 miles until they reached school. When I went to visit my
cousins in the Philippines they too got up at 5 in the morning just to go to
school but they didn’t come home until it was already dusk around 6 at night.
That surprised me the most because these young girls would have to walk in near
dark just to come home and do homework then start their day again at 5 in the
morning. My mom would always lecture me during high school when I would
complain about waking up early just to take a bus while for her when she
attended high school there weren’t any buses to take, so her only option was to
walk.
Overall, the documentary made me realize how much I should
appreciate my parents for letting me go to college, and I am grateful that I
was given the opportunity to receive an education in America. I would like to
know different ways to help young girls all over the world to receive the
education they need.
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