"Pinceladas" are brushstrokes in Spanish. I plan to paint a hundred days in a row, a paragraph at a time.
Day 64 ~ Gender
Are women different that men? A friend brought up
the eternal debate to our house party today. I
have never experienced discrimination directly. My
dad was always supportive of me. Not long ago he
said: "I could not think any other way, how could
I? I had you," which was a beautiful thing to say.
My mom raised me to not serve men and to always be
independent. I chose to study the hardest major at
the hardest college of my country alongside a
third of other women. Differences were not an
issue for me, but I wasn't blind to the modus
operandi of the world around me: both growing up
and now as an adult living on the other side of
the globe I keep seeing households where women
cook and clean while men sit down to relax after
work, and many of those times women had returned
from an equally busy work day. And I can't come to
terms with it being genetic. It is simply not. And
as long as we teach our sons to be tough and
strong and have good jobs while we raise our daughters
to be submissive and clean and
pretty, we'll keep hearing men
complain about women not taking
the initiative and just wanting
men to maintain them, and we'll
keep hearing women complain about
men that are insensitive and don't
provide for them emotionally. And
we'll all regret hearing stories
of gender abuse at school: "girls
are mean to other girls" ... "boys
get physical" ... Blame it on the
genes!
Day 100 ~ Completion
This will be my last par...