In school this week, I learned only one thing. And it was in Mr. Gowans class. We read a story from a book called “Arranged Marriage”. It talked about the Indian culture, (like the ones from India). I was very interested in the story; it was titled “Clothes”. I found it fun, and it defiantly made me want to get more information on the Indian culture. In India, they have arranged marriages, where the Young woman’s parents pick the husband for her, and the men either choose to accept or deny. In the story the young woman’s friend, has been trying to get a husband for years, but they keep denying her. They say her skin is too dark a color for their liking. I think the biggest reason I found interest in this culture is because, I got upset finding out that this ladies have to obey what their parents choose, and they basically have no say in anything. Even their marriages. But I wasn’t the only one who got upset while reading it. Comments from the class seemed to be flying too. I defiantly don’t think I could live a life like that, so all my support goes to those ladies.
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