“I was a young woman under 20 years of age at the time. I thought, naturally, that my body was my own. I thought that I had full discretion over it, to choose with my own will what clothes to wear to express who I am. This, however, wasn’t an option in a region where everyone yields power over the female body except the woman herself. Since childhood, until reaching age 10, everyone takes part in drawing her shape, her clothes behaviour; they determine what she must do, and what she mustn’t do.” SFJN*
“I was 13 years old when I learned to cook pasta at school. I returned home happy. I returned as fast as I could to cook that plate, to give my family a delightful surprise. The teacher in the “homemaking class” taught me and my girl friends how to prepare it. Meanwhile, my boy friends were playing football in the schoolyard. They must have got back home and found their pasta plates ready on the table.”
“I don’t think the genitals of my male friends were enough cause for them to excel over me in sports. I am almost sure that upbringing in the family and in school is the thing that put me into activities that didn’t require my body to move or to consume more space than the one my body already occupies when inert. Meanwhile, all sorts of private and public spaces were being left wide open to them, the boys, even the personal spaces of girls and women too, to do whatever they wanted with. Of course, they would be good in sports, and it will be me who will think she doesn’t like these sports much!” SFJN*