September 24, 2012
Rubaiya Akter Rubna
If I compare my life with a flower, I see it bloomed. I am from a typical patriarchic family and struggled a lot to come to a women university of liberal arts that is quite unknown in my country. I started my primary with having financial crisis in my brain. As I grew up there, I was adopting the image of my mother as a housewife and shaping me to that. I could never fit me into that image though. At the age of eleven, I started my journey to a government girls’ high school. I sat for the admission test and passed the test grabbing 6th position out of 300 students. My roll no. was 45. After that, in the classes of seven, eight, nine and ten, I had been raised my hand for the rolls calling for 21, 13, 2 and 3. My brain was still roaming with the thought that my studies may become my father’s burden. Besides this thought I started exploring that I am a dream loving girl who does not dream to fit in a housewife’s shape, but to fit the world in her. My divisional exam arrived and the register fees drove my parents restless. My father finished his tension saying if we cannot manage, not need of seating for the exam. My mother seemed my type a bit. She asked my teachers about late fees, talked to neighbors and relatives and at the end she sent me filling the form for the exam.
I passed with the result one can have as the highest honor. My mother seemed happy and father could not stop telling people how brilliant his daughter was. I joined my college as the only student who achieved Golden A+. Teachers would show me special care and attention. I passed two years there with pride and honor among both the students and the teachers. My parents felt the same way too. I had to admit in the universities. When it seemed expensive, my father would repeat his saying of not sending me to school. Though, this time he seemed little hopeful too. I sat for the admission test in my current university and successfully passed both the written and verbal tests among 560 students. I started see me blooming when I came to know among 1200 applications, my one was selected and I am one of the 560 students who sat for the admission test. During my admission season a total of 30 students out of 560 had been listed in the main list. I did not feel to look back again because by that time I knew myself well.
Throughout the struggles, today I see me in a position where I have excellent academic results, full-free scholarship in AUW, reputation in society, around a dozen of awards and scholarships, extra-curricular activities and volunteer work experiences, language and computer proficiency and access to 550 international friends and classmates in my campus. If I were to bind me with my hierarchical society and its typical education, I would not be able to list today’s achievements, I am listing here.
However, I was regular in my schools where my cousins and some neighbors had found their destiny to in-laws with a somewhat education. I passed my High school and was surprised to see my cousins’ continuing their studies as well. My society never allows girls go out alone without a male person. I joined my first three-day conference “Imagining another Future for Asia,” out of the city with 450 girls. Today my female cousins join competitions abroad saying, we can do it. That is the motivation I have brought to my family girls and seek for more opportunities to persuade that we are just not girls, we are capable women.