A Collection About Women’s Suffrage & Feminism:
Lessons From A Child, …And Then It Happened, Then She Spoke
In this collection the history of women and their voice is examined. Beginning with a young woman who asks her niece what she things her role is as a woman and realizing that the way she sees herself is so small compared to all of the things that she could be dreaming of. When she finally opens up her eyes to the endless possibilities she is amazed and once again dreaming like a child should. Then she speaks of watching intensely on television on the day that the first woman was allowed to vote and finally an American history lesson on how many women had to speak in order for women to finally gain the right to vote in 1920. It is a wonderful and emotional ride from the perspective of a woman who knows that woman are strong, always have been and we will continue to grow and come together and fight.
Women’s Suffrage & Feminism
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- Lessons From A Child One of the greatest mistakes I ever made happened when I asked my six-year-old niece a question. “What do you think it means to be a woman?” The look in her eyes was that of a child who knew she had all the right answers. She proudly puffed up her chest and said, “It means to be a good girl. It means to be a good wife and a good mother. It means staying at home with babies. It also means that I follow and my husband and he leads. It means I am a listener and not a talker. We all have a place in the world.” It was in that moment that I wanted to sit her down and tell her that she was totally right while being totally wrong. I am a woman. I have been all my life. Turned from a mother’s idea to a girl, a girl to a young lady, a young lady to a young woman and a young woman into a woman, the end game is still the same. We evolve and grow into the women that we are, the women that we choose to be and in some cases the women that we are taught to be. My mother taught me to be a leader. To allow a man to open the door while understanding that I too could open the same door. I was taught that I was spectacular and special in every respect. But I was also taught that I would spend a good deal of my life swimming in the deep end of the pool with no life jacket, treading water to stay alive in this world that doesn’t yet see women as equals.