Courage Itself

It’s quite possible that you are closer to danger than you know, but you are always closer to courage than you know.

Our plans to spend a second day visiting Pebble work centers fell through, due to an attack on German journalists that happened nearby. Rayhan, our incredible guide, instead made plans for us to visit the Bangladesh Girls and Boys Surf Club . We left the dazzling sunlight of the beach and stepped into a dimly lit storefront, lined with surf boards and gear. As our eyes adjusted to the change of light, we saw and felt a bright force as three beautiful young girls came in to join the young men who were running the club. These girls, who once survived by selling hard boiled eggs and jewelry to tourists on the beach, now master the waves. With spirits too free for desks and classrooms to hold, they are courage itself in this sparkling stretch of beach that cradles Bangladesh where it meets the Bay of Bengal. In a place where most girls marry young and traditionally spend their lives at home, these girls are breaking the mold in the best of ways. They have learned CPR and are proud of their ability to rescue others. They command skateboards and surfboards and refuse to be intimidated by the jeers, leers and threats that constantly come their way.

The water pulled them like a magnet and it wasn’t long before they were gracefully riding the waves. Their courage rubbed off on us and soon they were teaching us how to surf (with the exception of yours truly, who does not know how to swim and decided to let their courage rub off in different ways). These young women are incredible teachers; they are the role models our girls need today. They master the very things society tells them they cannot do and they teach others to do it as well. They will never have to sit around and wait to be rescued, they are the ones out there doing the rescuing. They refuse to let threats and leers from men who surround them stop them from pursuing what gives them life. They hold their heads high. They push through until they can ride the waves again. They are courage itself.

Live what you love, Be what you dream, Conquer what you pursue, Become all you can become!

Visit here for a more in depth story about the girls and the Surf Club.

Photos courtesy of Adrienne Gerber Photography and Liga Mullins.

Traveler’s Belly Continues

Day 2 of my sickness found me collapsed in exhaustion, despite having slept all afternoon the day before and all through night. My amazing team went out, on their own, bought groceries and fended for themselves. They help me pack up and Ramjan, our driver, picked us up to transport us to the airport for our next adventure. Hours later, we found ourselves in the southeast corner of Bangladesh, in Cox’s Bazar. I was completely spent by the time we arrived at our hotel, so once again, my amazing team ventured out on their own. While I slept, they ate at a local restaurant, ordering by gesturing as there were no English menus. They said the place was packed and by the time they had finished eating, their table was surrounded by people who had called dibs on it.

From there, they walked on to the beach, expecting to find a quiet beach front where they could sit and relax. What they found instead was hundreds folks on holiday, enjoying the sand and the water along with the coastal breezes.

Thoughtfully, they hunted down biscuits I could tolerate, bananas, 7-Up, and Orsaline, a local re-hydration drink. As I nodded off that evening, I found myself deeply grateful for such strong and tender female friends.

Photos courtesy of Adrienne Gerber Photography.