This girlchild was born as usual
and presented dolls that did pee-pee
and miniature GE stoves and irons
and wee lipsticks the color of cherry candy.
Then in the magic of puberty, a classmate said:
You have a great big nose and fat legs.
She was healthy, tested intelligent,
possessed strong arms and back,
abundant sexual drive and manual dexterity.
She went to and fro apologizing.
Everyone saw a fat nose on thick legs.
She was advised to play coy,
exhorted to come on hearty,
exercise, diet, smile and wheedle.
Her good nature wore out
like a fan belt.
So she cut off her nose and her legs
and offered them up.
In the casket displayed on satin she lay
with the undertaker's cosmetics painted on,
a turned-up putty nose,
dressed in a pink and white nightie.
Doesn't she look pretty? everyone said.
Consummation at last.
To every woman a happy ending.
This poem is a beautifully written one! Rather frustrating, and true. As a mother to 2 boys I do and will continue to make it an effort to encourage self admiration, and to appreciate the beauty of everyone and everything around us. Children grasp these important lessons early on, which is why it's important to expose them to different cultures, different shades of skin, different creed of women, men, and children. It is also important for my boys to know how strong and important women and men are alike.
I think it's not only up to mother's of daughters to deter this vicious cycle from repeating, but also mothers of sons.
this was a nice video accompanying the poem