Sunday 28 October 2012

27th, A Young Lady, and Cat Antics.

Good evening, all.
It's been a little while, hasn't it?
I've come to disagree with the 27th of the month these days. Meh. There are just some days that need to have coconut ice planned for them- the 27th of the month is one of them. So naturally, we made curry and coconut ice. We being Schwierd (a chap of mine) and I. Occasionally we all need a bindi, bangles, and coconut ice. I'm not sure that it's even Indian food, but it's a nice combination...
I was thinking recently about a girl, Malala I believe, who is now in hospital up country after being shot by the Taliban in her country. How incredible she is. So brave at such a young age, so resolute, and determined.
She's my age.
And I wonder, put in her position, whether I would be strong enough to do what she has. I'd like to think I would be, but I'm not in her position, so how could I possibly say that I would be. I so admire her. In my opinion, she displays true courage, and conviction, in so many ways equal to, more than, that of Milicent Fawcett or the Pankhursts- but so very different. In a truly civilised world, is every man and woman taught to think for his or herself? I think yes.  The "girl" I referred to earlier, is very much a woman. A woman who knows the value of her education, and a woman who has been fighting for what she knows is right.
Ask me who I admire, and I say it must be her, and I'm sure there must be others who are trying to do exactly what she was trying to do.
The attack on her, a young lady, and a credit to not only her country, but to the rest of the world has made me question just how "civilised" some people really are. Where is the civilisation in a group who would attempt to kill a child simply for wanting to go to school? Where is the civilisation in a group who would openly threaten to attempt to kill her again on her return?
Something must be done. And it must be done before it's too late.

Daphne.

NB. On a lighter note. Mother just made me move so that her cat could sit on the settee where I was, because apparently it was exactly where Winnie "wanted to sit"... -.-