Going To A Club
Tuesday, September 30th, 2008 | Uncategorized
So, this is something I usually don’t do at home, but my friend C. knew the drummer for a local band and they were playing at a club near our house so we went. I had never done this before in Ethiopia and we learned pretty quickly that if you’re a woman in a club at night, you’re probably a guy’s girlfriend or you’re a prostituted woman. So, this will be the last time I ever go to a club without a guy at the least in the same group as mine. It was very uncomfortable at times!
One of the prostituted women I saw made me so sad. I could see in her eyes that she did not want to be there with a guy. She seemed to be ashamed of what she was doing. She wouldn’t even look me in the eyes. I wish so much that I could just talk to her but my Amharic isn’t good enough yet. I hope that in going out to a club I will eventually be able to talk to women like her. They need so much help and my heart just aches for them. So many of the prostituted women here feel that they have no choice, and that this is their only option. It makes me so sad and yet it continues to grow a desire in me to make a difference in these women’s lives!
Oh, and the band was pretty good, I met some American army guys there and enjoyed myself!
1 Comment to Going To A Club
I can heart your beautiful heart. and yea for the ARMY!
September 30, 2008