Women of today are still being called upon to stretch across the gap of male ignorance and to educate men as to our existence and our needs. This is an old and primary tool of all oppressors to keep the oppressed occupied with the master’s concerns. Now we hear that it is the task of women of Color to educate white women; in the face of tremendous resistance; as to our existence, our differences, our relative roles in our joint survival. This is a diversion of energies and a tragic repetition of racist patriarchal thought.
As a young girl, travelling was second nature to me. I remember during one trip to India, noticing a family whose home was on the sidewalk. I asked my mother why we had a house to live in and why they did not. She said “That is just the way it is.” I’ve been so lucky to visit many places, one thing I’ve learned from doing so is that each place had their own norms and societal structures. In Bali, Indonesia the street vendors were honored to hand carve a small vase for my mom in exchange for her telling a Hindu myth, because they respected Hinduism and our Indian culture. In Rome, Italy however, we received racist slander when interacting with a man dressed as a gladiator outside of the Coliseum.
Travelling has taught me that one place on Earth is not like any other. Each place is like a different book, with different plot lines and characters. With each experience your mind will expand in ways you never knew it could.