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Neilikka
09-05-2008, 03:57 PM
My mother cut my hair when I was 11 - she thought I would look nice with a short haircut. Since then, I've never had my hair lower than shoulder-length.
The way my cousins treated me was close to hell - I've experienced all the possible ways of being tied to trees, drowned in lakes and hit broadside while playing football.
Jeans always seemed more comfortable to me than silk dresses, wearing high heels turned into, if not torture, than at least something that should only be done once a month.
Everything I've gained from my childhood is far from being feminine and charming. What I've really learned to do is closer to being funny and even absurd.
Entering university was supposed to reform me, but it only created more contradictions in my personality that was always on the border of unisex; not even feminine, but dollish. The result of all this was internal misunderstanding and vulnerability.
What am I leading to here?
Is it that "I want to be what I am and don't spoil my mood with your stereotypes?"
No, my point is completely the opposite - I do blame my childhood for being so unfeminine, and I would love to wear more pink dresses and attend dance school and sewing classes... Why? Because even if I was brought up in a different manner, the social situation today would affect me not less than it did after such a boy's childhood.

Magazines are publishing ads of beautiful bras on beautiful girls, for example. These girls appear so self-confident and aggressive; they are extremely attractive in a way animals attract each other. If a real man from Alicia Keys's song (or anyone else's dream) exists, he would either pass by one of these dangerous tigresses dressed in bikinis, or stop being the real man he used to be and turn into a rabbit.

Women are just too much today. We show too much, talk too much, protest against something too much and that is the way we lose our feminine charm. We smoke, drink, dance and drive cars. We order our own food from restaurants and we are the first to fall asleep after some short sex. Some of us are even able to read the newspaper on the toilet seat while the man of our dreams is shaving his rugged features in the mirror.

Oh my God, girls, what are you doing? What am I doing?

At the same time, men are becoming more and more feminine, and not because they want to. They have to because there's no other way to live next to us strong and almost masculine creatures.
It all starts quite early, when a 7-year-old girl beats a 7-year-old boy from her class. The boy's parents then show up at the school to make the girl say, "sorry, I was wrong." The girl was not taught to be nice and polite, the boy was not taught to be patient and manly. What the hell are those two doing in one school, anyways? Studying is in the same intimate league as changing clothes and washing hands.
Boys and girls need to have secrets from each other. There is no other way to have mutual respect - unfortunately the more we know someone, the easier is it to be impolite and careless about that person.
What is also important is that both boys and girls need to study different subjects, or at least study the same subjects in different ways.
Girls are more attentive in mental details; they need to use this ability in literature and languages.
Boys are tough and concentrated - physics, math and history would feed their educational needs.
Even statistics says that more than 80 percent of MBA, Engineering and Law students are men.
Even though some women choose "serious" professions, they mostly feel uncomfortable with these choices; their nature reaches more to poetry.

I don't know if a woman exists in this material world whose heart doesn't skip a beat whenever she hears the sound of a Ferrari motor. What I do know is that William Shakespeare, the author of many beautiful poems where men were striking against his rivals, and the Julietts and Ophelias were watching them from their balconies, would have many questions if he saw ‘Pussycat Dolls' on stage.

By Anna Ozar