Photo Credit: Bill Chapman
We
were all sitting in the hot, stuffy dining room of our hotel in Nepal Gunj
after a long day’s library inauguration. Next to me was Smita, a small,
slender waif of a girl, who looked about 16 at most. To imagine her in
her late 20s and a top reporter for one of Kathmandu’s best newspapers was
impossible! I asked her how she had achieved so much, and she told me a
story.
Smita
grew up in Rukum, a province in far west Nepal that was very poor and backward even
for one of the world’s least developed countries. For many years, Rukum
had been controlled by the Maoists, and operated as an autonomous state within
the country. The literacy rate was one of the lowest in all Nepal, many
people had no electricity and most lived below the poverty level. Of
those children who did attend school, almost all were boys.
Smita’s
parents were illiterate farmers, but they did believe in education, sending her
two older brothers to school. Her uncle was a school teacher, himself and
a very important man in Smita’s life. When she was young, he would tell
her stories and encourage her to dream. She loved him very much.
One
day the uncle traveled east across the country to Kathmandu. While there,
during a random conversation, he learned that years back men had landed on the
moon – something of which he was heretofore unaware.
Returning
to Rukum, one of the stories he told Smita was about the moon
landing. She was amazed when she heard of such an inconceivable event –
men so far up in the sky on the moon! Astonishing yet an inspiration for
her! Even though she had never been to school, Smita dreamt of being a
doctor one day when she grew up. If men could land on the moon – totally
unimaginable earlier – at
least she could go to school and study.
Since
her brothers were students and her uncle supported Smita’s wish to learn, her
parents let her go to school – the first girl in her village to ever attend
class. Not only did she graduate, but she managed to get a scholarship to
the university in Kathmandu. Along the way, she changed her mind about
medicine and became a newspaper reporter
When
I asked her what gave her the strength to do what no other woman in her village
had done, she smiled and referred to her uncle.
“That
story meant the world to me. I knew at that moment that my dreams could become real. I too
could shoot for the stars,” she said solemnly.
“If
I did not reach the stars, I could always land on the moon!”