Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Best of the Week:Born Into Brothels

         There is no doubt in my mind that many people have said that viewing Born Into Brothels was the highlight of the week, though it's kind of an undeniable truth. The film was so raw and truthful and in all honesty, for the majority of the film I felt like I was either fighting back all of the world's tears or I was about to explode from the infinite joy I was experiencing for these children.

It genuinely blew my mind and broke my heart when I realized how truly insightful and full of life these children were. They were speaking of ideas and concepts that I'm not sure I would have thought of on my own, nor would I have payed much attention to it. One of the young girls had pointed out that in order to learn to do something really well, you have to put up with a lot. She makes perfect sense, and it broke my heart knowing that many of these children would not have the opportunity to make something of themselves in the future because of where they were born and raised and how they were raised. It feels as though they were taught many of the wrong things.

 It pained me to know that their insight, curiosity, hopefulness, and their very livelihood would go to waste just because their futures were already predetermined. Their hunger for life and for knowledge was so tangible, it was such a thing of beauty. And although it was sad, Avijit said something that rung so true to me. Although there is sadness and pain, we must still look because it is truth.



1 comment:

  1. Stacey,
    I loved this post. There was so much passion and emotion overflowing in your writing that it made me feel exactly what you felt while watching that movie.

    I'm so glad that after you mentioned how insightful the children were, you ended the post with that quote because that was one of the top things that really stuck with me after the movie ended. It astounded me to hear that kind of wisdom come out of the mouth of a 10 year old boy.

    Awesome Post!

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