Shhh! There’s a revolution coming
Coz if you peep into my class you will be astounded. With wide, open eyes you might tut tut and call me names.
My heart is bursting with happiness and pride. Look at my baby chicks. They yearn to fly.
I took them on a journey I feared was too tough. Much too incomprehensible to them. But how they have travelled. I wish you could see.:)
We talk of ‘sati’ and they visualize. And visualize . And they shrink back in horror. Their faces betray the fear inside them. No gender differences then. No, ma’am.
We talk of ‘dowry’ and being ‘educated’ and being all ‘modern’. And they tell me what being modern truly means.
They want to tell me everything. All at once. Words piling on top of each other. The eagerness and fire to tell me all of it. How they feel. What they believe. Have now started believing. What they will change.
”But ma’am, it was……is so unfair! How could they do this?’‘
We talk of karwa chauth. The very word makes them giggle. The boys and girls. They are all children really. No gender differences. Not until now. How long will they stay like this I wonder?
But I am standing here. Between them and the rest of the world. As long as I am here, I won’t let you tell them.
”If keeping a fast for someone can make them have a longer life, why do we go to hospitals and doctors?” I ask them this.
More giggles. More titters.
But they understand. Are understanding.
Then I ask them. ”Why does all of it revolve only around women?”
Do you see? This is the crucial one.
We talk of patriarchy and feminism. and more. They don’t know the words for it. But they know it. Yes, they do.
You might think it’s arrogance that I write thus. That I show myself for the ‘ teacher’ that I am. Go ahead. Say what you want. Today, I am celebrating a small win. A moment I wish I could bottle and keep. Forever. More moments that are yet to come.
Shhhh! Don’t tell anyone. I am bringing about a revolution. The most dangerous one. The quiet kind .
My kiddos have started thinking. Would you believe?:)