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Educate girls for their better future





There is a famous saying, “educate a man, you educate one person, educate a woman, you educate a complete family” but how many of us really believes in it? It is been confirmed by reports that more than 50 percent of girls in India fail to enroll in school and those who do are likely to drop out by the age of 12.


Lack of education and illiteracy in girls denies them to have good knowledge and skills needed for enhancing their status in society. Educating girl child helps in realizing her hidden potential, gives her freedom to think, act, question and judge world smartly and independently. Imparting education to girls makes them wise decision maker, teaches civic sense and help them to lead a respectful life.


Educating girl child is never wastage of money or resources instead it is a better investment for parents as once girls get employed, they will think of their parents before boys who will think of their own family first. Educated girls have better knowledge about health and hygiene in homes which improves families as they know what to do and how to do.


Denying education to girl child means destroying her talents. It has been seen that number of girls has been successful and helpful to communities and if good education is imparted to them, they can become good leaders who are more development oriented than men.


Various studies have confirmed that illiterate women have high levels of maternal mortality, low earning potential and poor nutritional status. Remember that if you want your community to grow and develop, avoid leaving section of girls behind in terms of education. We need all groups of society well-educated for proper development of nation. Girls should be taken as boys and women should be handled at par with men.

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