My Daughter, the Princess

My daughter wants to be a princess. She likes Disney’s Queen Elsa. She is four years old. This morning she was singing “let it go” at the top of her lungs. And it bothers me. It bothers me to have my little girl, the one I have worked so hard to raise, picking yellow instead…

Education, Who needs it?!

I want to share a story of a young woman that I met years ago. I have not had the courage to tell her story yet, so please bear with me as I squeeze out the details. Know that she has haunted me in my dreams and in my waking hours since I have met…

Men Tell Me How to Drive

We now have the “First Smart Parking Lot” in Addis Ababa, which made me think of a favorite pet peeve of mine,where men tell me how to drive. Ever since I first got my driving license and maybe before that, there has been a man telling me how to drive. I am talking about those…

Living Injustice is Obscene

I recently showed a video to some people I worked for. It was to commemorate International Women’s day. Since we were celebrating the occasion with the theme #BeBoldForChange, I thought nothing could provoke a more lively discussion for the mixed gender audience like the movie by Eleonore Pourriate, “Oppressed Majority”. After, an older man came…