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Gabrielle Hosein

Thursday, October 1, 2015
​As Ziya rolled in sandy ebb and flow at Maracas’ shoreline, a handful of friendly girls suddenly encircled us with a swirl of brown arms and legs.
Thursday, September 24, 2015
​Tears. In the morning when I left the classroom after pulling Zi off me, feeling her like a small, green sapodilla clinging to its branch. Tears.
Thursday, September 17, 2015
​Is the sudden loss of the word “gender,” in any Ministry title under the Rowley government, a sign of gender equality’s oncoming policy demise?
Friday, September 11, 2015
As you prepare your little sapodilla for that memorable moment of starting primary school, you learn that your skills are really not up to that sticky, plastic wrap, book-covering thing.
Thursday, September 3, 2015
Last Friday, the University of Guyana finally launched its own Institute for Women, Gender and Development Studies.
Thursday, August 27, 2015
​I am writing today to support the LBGTI community in their hopes, raised every election amidst platform speeches about a better future.
Thursday, August 20, 2015
​We spent Sunday morning carefully observing wildlife in Chaguaramas, all the while grieving their impending demise under Dr Bhoe Tewarie’s leadership as minister.
Thursday, August 6, 2015
​In 1999, Nesha Haniff wrote that “Indian women’s writings are only now emerging and the scholarship by Indian women on Indian women is slowly developing.”
Thursday, July 30, 2015
​Not long ago, Santa Cruz had many more bees and butterflies. Not long ago, garbage wasn’t filling our emptiest of North Coast beaches
Thursday, July 23, 2015
​In 2000, when I became Miss Mastana Bahar, a newspaper reporter asked me about my plans for marriage and children. I responded that I didn’t sit around dreaming about marriage, but wanted children.