Forgotten
Taking photographs on Friday at the House of Smiles showcase I was reminded of Dr Watch Ruparanganda whom I interviewed last year about his book Genitals Are Assets. In our pre-interview conversation he spoke about how there was little space for the girls who live on the street. As the streets were a means of making money these, and other public spaces were largely dominated by boys.
During the event dance trainer Rahim Solomon mentioned how hard it was to get girls who lived on the street to participate in their workshops. They had been lucky and had found three, as compared to over 28 boys. It was easy to see why the girls would be reluctant to participate; their only performance was dominated by boys, who stormed onto the stage to dance. And during ciphers they didn’t have a chance to dance at all.
Our discourse about feminism and the girl child largely centres on those who live somewhere, with family, or their parents, even in orphanages, but we never speak about creating a space for young women who live on the street. It does seem as though they have become invisible, even to those us who are supposed to be defending them. It is very difficult to speak of someone’s rights when the greater imperative is survival, but that doesn’t mean we shouldn’t try.