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Changes often emerged from simple places. From village meetings, houses became production of snacks, a trip on three-wheeled vehicles to strategic locations, to mobile phone screens used to express people ‘s voices. The stories reflected women with disability stories facing stigma, lack of access, and participation spaces not fully open to them.

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In a village, disaster did not start with the sound of siren. Often, it started with community’s memory of which route would the water flow. It was about whose houses would be at the lowest altitude. It was about who had to have the priority assistance. It was about where people would meet when the soil shook or when the sea water came surging.

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A map of an indigenous area was not about boundaries. Within those boundaries, there were plots passed down for generations. There were forests where people obtained their food from. There were water sources that sustained local life. There were places traditionally considered important. There was also important history on how a community survived and protected their area. For indigenous communities, land had long stories.

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Rain did not always mean drought would end. Water level increase did not always mean threats for people living in the downstream areas. Between these two conditions, there was precious time to be prepared. People in a number of areas learned to use the time by reading the signs of nature and to give each other situational updates. They observed the plants, looked at the water sources, noted the water surface level, paid attention to the upstream areas, and built communication through WhatsApp groups.

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At Kedai Kebun in Jagalan, Surakarta on Saturday night (5/9), a talk about politics was underway. But it was preceded by a poem to fill the quiet space. Gaso stood and read the poem about loss, rain, house, and longing to go home. The words brought the participants to a reflective mood for the commemoration of Gus Dur.

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