Butterfly Effect - ressourcesfeministes

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The women of Jagori share lunch
in a circle, seated on the floor.
Come, eat with us, Avis, says Meena.
They run courses for women,
counsel the desperate, keep the
finances in balance, write poetry in Urdu
and computer programs in C+.
They research and speak, digitise
and collect history for the future.
Fourteen years ago I came here.
This woman’s face filled with liveliness,
Kadru says, I could not read or write.
Now the women come with me
I tell those officers behind the desk
to read the letters themselves.
Why should I read to them
Kadru’s laughter, her sheer vitality
make me want to learn Hindi
on the spot. We may not share a
language, but we could share lunch.