It is an unusual school in an unusual location and is run by an unusual teacher.
Rajesh Kumar is a shopkeeper by profession but spends hours every morning teaching around 80 children from the poorest of the poor in India’s capital.
The 43-year-old visited the construction of the Delhi transit station a few years ago and was disturbed by the sight of many children playing at the site instead of attending school.
When he questioned the parents working at the sites they all said there were no schools in the vicinity and no one cared.
Consequently, his open-air class room was born - between pillars and beneath the tracks of the Delhi transit system, known as the Metro.
Every few minutes a train passes above, the children unperturbed by its sounds.
There are no chairs or tables and the children sit on rolls of polystyrene foam placed on the rubble.
Three rectangular patches of wall are painted black and used as a blackboard.
Anonymous donors have contributed cardigans, books, shoes and stationery for the children, as their parents cannot afford them.
One unnamed individual sends a bag full of biscuits and fruit juice for the pupils every day - another incentive for the children to turn up for their studies.
I’ve had the question of strength on my mind for a while. How to get it, how to keep it, how to grow it.
I get my strength from plenty of sources: steamed tofu with bok choy, long shopping trips with friends, walking faster than people on the street, text messages with my mom, Mindy Kaling, laying on the couch marathoning television with my bff, crying while watching Ellen Degeneres give people in need money or cars, writing, eating Phish Food, running up the stairs, hot showers, good strong hugs, great eyeliner, Drunk In Love, etc. I’ve also been learning where not to cultivate strength: too much whiskey, too much gluttony, spending too much money on said shopping trips, gossip, staying in the house to avoid anxiety, laughing at jokes I don’t think are funny, spending time with people who make me feel bad, etc.
However, the thing that has been pushing me forth lately has been, quite simply, other women. I really find it funny I used to think I “got along better with men” and I looked at women at one big floral-scented amorphous shape: “here I am,going to steal your man.” I used to want my world to be a giant boy’s club I could be a part of. And then, of course, I realized…what I needed…was in front of me all along! *cries in front of airplane rom com style* Women give me power in myself and who I am, and they are a necessary part of my growth and strength. I love my friendships with women, I love drinking wine with friends till we spill hummus on our shirts, I love the growing community of women wanting to lift each other’s lives and breasts up. I love seeing women take power, take control, and grow confidence. These everyday-Rosie-The-Riveters have propelling me so forward lately, and I am very grateful for that. I feel like I am finding a place in the world with the winning team that’s going to take over the world.
With all that said, it’s completely appropriate to have another guest post, this time about strength, this time from one of my favorite lady bloggers on Earth: Kelton Wright from Date By Numbers. Years ago, we became Internet-Introduced because we both went on a blind date with the same man. Then, we sashayed our way our of that situation, blossomed into eternal feminine power, and grew into a mutual respect and love for each other’s work. She writes beautifully in many places, including here and here. Her first book with Thought Catalog Publishing comes out this spring. She is an inspiration to me, and man, I hope to meet her one day. Below is a piece she contributed on strength. Lately, it’s been just what I need:
The virtue I treasure more than any other is loving-kindness. I do not always embody this virtue in my daily life, but when I am at my best, it is because I’ve tried to imbue all of my decisions with kindness & love. This seems like a no-brainer. When you are thoughtful & kind, your interpersonal…
by Suey Park
I met Dr. David Leonard, Associate Professor in the Department of Critical Culture, Gender and Race Studies at Washington State University, on Twitter shortly after my initial critique of Tim Wise. I was pleased to discover that there existed another white man who was not marketing himself as an anti-racist, but instead doing the work with people of color, while learning from them and taking after their direction.
Dr. Leonard was gracious enough to collaborate with me on this piece when I was just starting to freelance and has been generous in his teaching. I was most moved by Leonard’s work to spread awareness on Marissa Alexander’s case, which was ignored by both white feminism and so-called anti-racists.
SP: As you know, the concept of the white anti-racist or white ally has been put into question. Why do you think this is? Are these words oxymorons? What is a better word?
DL: I don’t like either of these terms for a variety of reasons
Merry Christmas 2013, from Cowmics!
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"TALKING HEADS" (GADAJACE GLOWY): a short documentary, directed by Krzysztof Kieslowski in 1980, turns a simple idea into a masterpiece: ordinary people of different age and background in Poland were asked 3 simple questions. Their spontaneous responses reveal the way they see life…
Part 1: “WHO ARE YOU?”: A difficult question with a simple answer…
Keep these gourmet Eartha Kitt gifsets coming cause I’ll reblog em all day long.
Rukmini Devi (1904-1986), one of the most important Indians of the 20th century who helped revive the dying art of Bharatnatyam (classical Indian dance) and brought it to the mainstream, helping give the dance a newfound respect by the public.
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When she’s an adult...