Are you happy with yourself
Are you happy with yourself?
I honestly cannot imagine living in a house, in a society where I have not been encouraged to be the best in all things I do. I honestly cannot imagine my mother helping me with my homework, my father getting me a tutor in maths. I honestly cannot imagine my family constantly telling me to work hard for what I want. I honestly cannot imagine being encouraged to be the best in all things I do. Unfortunately, not everyone is encouraged to achieve what might be deemed as impossible. Not everyone is supported to be the best they can. I could summarise my next few sentence but why don't we read the lyrics provided by Beyoncé in Pretty Hurts "You're a pretty girl.
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth.
What you wear is all that matters."
I would like to believe I am a feminist, actually, scrap that! I hope I can one day say I a am a feminist and aim the right to do so. One day. However, as a 16 year old female, I believe that women should be treated equally, in EVERY way to men. Actually, I don't see why that is such a challenge. Listen, just because of my human body, one I did not choose however would not change, is designed for certain procreative functions does not determine that you are better at me. It does not determine my capabilities and certainly does not determine any way in which I must behave.
Yes, I know what the likes of Osmel Sousa think. That people who proclaim to be feminists are ugly and just want to be as beautiful as the models plastered across the glossy pages of Vogue and Elle and because they physically just cannot meet those prestigious standards are jealous and bitter. See, I also know all the people out there who believe a woman's place is in the kitchen. I also am very aware of the businessmen at the top of their games who continuously say that the pressure of the competitive world of marketing, institution and capitalism is not a place for women but WHY ARE YOU
I honestly cannot imagine living in a house, in a society where I have not been encouraged to be the best in all things I do. I honestly cannot imagine my mother helping me with my homework, my father getting me a tutor in maths. I honestly cannot imagine my family constantly telling me to work hard for what I want. I honestly cannot imagine being encouraged to be the best in all things I do. Unfortunately, not everyone is encouraged to achieve what might be deemed as impossible. Not everyone is supported to be the best they can. I could summarise my next few sentence but why don't we read the lyrics provided by Beyoncé in Pretty Hurts "You're a pretty girl.
What's in your head, it doesn't matter
Brush your hair, fix your teeth.
What you wear is all that matters."
I would like to believe I am a feminist, actually, scrap that! I hope I can one day say I a am a feminist and aim the right to do so. One day. However, as a 16 year old female, I believe that women should be treated equally, in EVERY way to men. Actually, I don't see why that is such a challenge. Listen, just because of my human body, one I did not choose however would not change, is designed for certain procreative functions does not determine that you are better at me. It does not determine my capabilities and certainly does not determine any way in which I must behave.
Yes, I know what the likes of Osmel Sousa think. That people who proclaim to be feminists are ugly and just want to be as beautiful as the models plastered across the glossy pages of Vogue and Elle and because they physically just cannot meet those prestigious standards are jealous and bitter. See, I also know all the people out there who believe a woman's place is in the kitchen. I also am very aware of the businessmen at the top of their games who continuously say that the pressure of the competitive world of marketing, institution and capitalism is not a place for women but WHY ARE YOU