Boy Meets Girl. A Love Story.

I said in my last post: It is No Big Deal. Just the Future of Humanity, this isn’t just about a girl or a boy. It is about a family. Our family.

You might want to read that post first. Or this post on the BRACUSA.org blog about my campaign to raise over $5000 to uplift the lives of girls in Bangladesh by Thanksgiving.

Let me tell you a story.

On this past September 12, my brother Roland married my sister-in-law, Tahmima, not a mile from where I sit now in the hills of New Hampshire.  Roland was born here in New Hampshire. Tahmima was born in Bangladesh. They met. They fell in love. They brought their families together to become family to each other.

I used to believe the idea that all the people of the world are my family, but it is no longer an idea. It is true. I know it through and through.

Family and friends came from all over the globe to celebrate with Roland and Tahmima. We learned new customs and new names. We danced and performed for each other. We fed each other food from our cultures. We talked of our lives and learned of their lives. We gave each other gifts. We sang to each other. We cried and laughed with each other. We became friends with one another. We became family, became sister and brother.

Our small New Hampshire town became home to the whole world for a few days in September just as the leaves were beginning to turn to reds and oranges. Then my now much bigger family returned home, home to many different countries, different cultures. I live here, but my home—where my heart lives—is spread across the continents, is next to the hearts of people going about their day in Dhaka, Paris, London, Delhi.

This isn’t just my story. It is your story.

Listen to your heart—stop and really listen—and tell me if you can find anything in that listening that separates you from any one else? You are my family. I am yours. Wherever you are.

Tuesday I learned about The Girl Effect. Today I am putting The Girl Effect into action with your help. Together we will uplift the lives of 2000 girls in Bangladesh. This isn’t about my family. This is about our family.

Join me—because you can.

Join me—because we are the solution.

Join me—because the girls are the answer.

Join me—because I know you want to.

Join me—because today is the day to celebrate family.

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I’m committed to supporting local issues and my local community. It is where I put most of my time and energy through buying locally, eating locally-grown food, connecting with neighbors, and caring for the few acres around our house. For me, this project to uplift the lives of girls in Bangladesh, is a local issue. Family is family wherever they are.

A letter to my brother, Roland, and sister-in-law, Tahmima:

Dear Roland and Tahmima,

I wasn’t sure what to get you for a wedding present. Nothing seemed just right. Until I decided to give you the whole world made more connected, more open-hearted, more uplifted, just as you have given me.

And so I dedicate this campaign to uplift the lives of girls living in Bangladesh to both of you.

With all my love, Jasmine

Love: A Work in Progress

Together we are going to raise $5000 (in my post tomorrow I’ll explain how I’ve never run a campaign like this, don’t know what I’m doing, and how it has something to do with a cup of coffee) to uplift the lives of girls in Bangladesh before we celebrate Thanksgiving next week. We are going to help them get an education, help them start a business, help them get a loan to get a cow of their own (or start some other kind of business) so they can support and nourish themselves and their family. It costs $60 to buy a cow in Bangladesh: This isn’t about a cow in Bangladesh. The cow is a metaphor for prosperity and transformation.

  • One girl in seven in developing countries marries before age 15.
  • One-quarter to one-half of girls in developing countries become mothers before age 18; 14 million girls aged 15 to 19 give birth in developing countries each year.
  • When a girl in the developing world receives seven or more years of education, she marries four years later and has 2.2 fewer children.

99.4% of international aid money is not directed toward girls. Let’s change that statistic because we can. Let’s unleash The Girl Effect.

Thanks for joining me in making our family healthier, happier, and more whole.

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In the next few days I’ll publish a guest post by my sister-in-law, Tahmima Anam.

Please be in touch if you have questions about this campaign or my work. Leave a comment. Send an email. Connect. And please pass this campaign along so we can spread The Girl Effect today.

Photograph by Tomo Usuda (but I cropped it and so it may not be as beautiful as the original).

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To start at the beginning of this campaign read: It’s No Big Deal. Just the Future of Humanity

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m November 18, 2010 at 3:00 pm

bravo. it is fearless steps like this that put the wind at your back for a few steps encouraging you to go on. but the wind will shift and shift again.
just so you know…most aid isnt directed at people at all, let alone girls.

you are loved.

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Jasmine November 18, 2010 at 3:45 pm

I am loved. And: I am love. And so I have a lot to give. And it is this I want to give the girls. LOVE. And it is this I want to bring forward in all the people who give to the girls. LOVE.

I want people to notice how they are connected to these girls. And how they are connected to themselves. And how we are all connected. Look how connected the two of us are!

Aid. I don’t know a lot about it. You do. Keep explaining it to me.

LOVE.

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