Let’s say you were raised in Lebanon in a pretty traditional family – even though your father worked in the Gulf for a while and you have a cousin who studies in Paris and comes home wearing unusual, artistic, clothing – but your mom has pretty much done what’s expected and what’s needed of her to keep the family going and you were never really rewarded for rocking the boat.
I have no idea. And yet I went down to Dawra and BourjHammoud on Sunday with a few of my feminist friends to talk to migrant women in Lebanon about the problems they face.
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We wouldn't have done this without you, Thank you Bassem Chit - May you rest in power.