Posted by in Human Rights Defenders, News on May 22, 2017

Hope’s song: my companion in life’s journey

On my way from Zimbabwe to Amsterdam I shared a seat with a man called Musi. He was curious about how I became a feminist and wondered if I was not borrowing western ideology…

Two weeks ago, I was on my way to Amsterdam to attend a gathering of ‘Nobel Women Initiative’. I shared a seat with a man called Musi. He was one of those curious passengers who start a conversation by complimenting you on your T-shirt but then goes on to ask you about your mother, where you are going and what you do for a living. I told him I was a servant of women, going to join my sisters in discussing strategies for defending women activists; those that defend other women. 

I had hoped that he would be put off by my deliberate use of the word ‘feminists’ but he was not. Instead he wondered if I was not borrowing western ideology, and was curious about how I became an activist and a feminist.

Author: Hope Chigudu

Source: 50:50 Open Democracy

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