Antonia Melo is standing on her front porch. Behind her sits a room full of memories and photos. Her grandchildren wrap their arms around her legs. She speaks with strength, energy and indignation. At first, I couldn’t really feel the sadness in her tone when I spoke with her, but now I can.
Today, five years later, I still remember my dear friend, inspiring leader and powerful activist who lives her own revolution in this way.
Be a Seed for Change 
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