“Godubai, have you fully considered what you’re asking?”
“You let me come to school here even though I was twenty-four and no longer a child. You persuaded my brother to change his mind and allow me to live at the school. You even paid my father for the loss of my labor. I want to be part of what you’re part of. I want to be Christian.”
I don’t know what to say. It’s against the rules. If Godubai converts, people will think I’m acting like a missionary, that I lied about the purpose of the school. The Ramabai Association and the Advisory Board were very clear. Sharada Sadan is a school for Hindu child widows. Letting them read the Bible was one thing. Allowing them to actually convert was another. But how can I refuse? I myself said I would provide the means, but God must move their hearts. Did God move Godubai’s heart? How could I know? She began twisting her fingers.
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