Web 2.0: Version Deewai
First of all, to anyone who bumps into this post, I apologize for not being a good student. I was not able to submit assignments on time because my work has taken me to areas in Southern Philippines with low internet connectivity. Nevertheless, I would like to make up for lost time.
Everything about Web 2.0 excites me. For a person like me who believes in the power of the written word, the space for creative expression that Web 2.0 has brought out in the open presents possibilities.
Armed with internet connection at home or in the internet cafe, a personal computer or laptop, precious ideas and beautiful insights, an aspiration for positive change, faith (that just even one soul who is moved by one's writing is more than enough) and the enthusiasm to contribute to a virtual exchange of ideas, our potentials as women become greater.
As a student, I was editor in our school paper. The print media has always been the ultimate space for expressing oneself through writing. But as mentioned in the readings, there are limitations. The seemingly infinite and free space that Web 2.0 presents us with continues to democratize the access to expression.
Web 2.0 has broken through glass ceilings and empowers women from all walks of life to share what one has in her heart, find common threads of collaboration and stir positive change in the process.
For years, I have silently battled with the monster of my past. Like other young women, I was a victim of child abuse. It was through an essay posted online that I openly first talked about my anxieties and the whirlpool of emotions that I have experienced. In the process of expressing my fears and insecurities, I found healing. I silently hoped that when other young women come across my blog and read about my past experience, they will also find pathways to healing. I was humbled when an acquaintance sent me a message and shared that she had the same experience as a child but she found comfort in what I had written.
The global women's empowerment movement is vast and great. Just typing the words can feel a bit overwhelming. But I guess when we write about what we know, what we have in our hearts and what we aspire and when we find commonalities even when we are from different parts of the globe or when we can empathize in spite of on an ocean of differences, we send out the message that indeed, the world shares one pulse.