Please be a girl.
So I can dress you up and style your hair.
So I can have small helping hands.
So I can have a companion
in this man's world
to talk to and share with
all the wisdom and beauty of womanhood.
I want you to know the wonder
of living in a woman's body,
of carrying the potential for creating life.
I want you to be free
to show your emotions,
to cry sometimes, to be weak,
which they wouldn't let you
if you were a boy.
Please don't be a girl.
Because they will forget your name.
They won't count you
in their genealogy lists.
They won't value you
the same as your brothers.
I don't want you to suffer
as so many of us have done,
to bear the heavy weight of womanhood.
I don't want you to fear
the footsteps behind you,
don't want you to second-guess
a man's look, a man's touch.
I don't want you to be hurt
but I know you will be
if you are a girl.
I wish I could keep you
in this safe little bubble
of neither-nor;
no expectations,
no stereotypes,
just you
yourself
for this little while.
No "boys should do this",
no "girls should be that";
no rules what to wear,
who to be, how to act.
How I wish this were a world
where I need not be scared
of having a girl
and keeping her safe.
I long for a girl -
still I pray you're a boy,
for your sake
precious child.
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[7. May 2020]
I just had this idea in my head and I picked Oholibamah, one of Esau's wives, to "carry" it. She is one of many "women without a story" who appear in genealogies. The genealogy talks about Esau's "sons and daughters", but none are listed by name in the genealogy, so I felt it would be fitting to put Oholibamah's name to this poem. (I chose her of the three because the other two have a bit more "story" to them by being described to have caused grief for Isaac and Rebecca - whatever that means. To Be Written About Later...)
I imagine it would not have been easy being a girl or raising a girl in the world of Genesis - seen e.g. by the missing daughters in genealogies, stories like the rape of Dinah, the predicament of childless Tamar or the "handmaidens" (Bilhah, Zilpah) of Jacob's wives. In such a "man's world", I imagine a woman would have been torn between wanting a daughter (someone to be her companion in the "woman's sphere" which was probably pretty separate from the men's world), and being afraid of having a daughter. Not just because of the pressure to have "sons", but because she knew how hard it was being a woman in that world, dependent on the men around her, viewed as "less than" and sometimes even truly in danger.
It's still like this in many parts of the world today, where being a girl is hard and even dangerous. I keep hearing people say "we don't need feminism" - but we do. As long as mothers still need to be afraid for their daughters, as long as girls are being aborted just for being girls, AND as long as boys are being taught that it's "not manly to cry" (boys suffer under toxic masculinity too!), as long as the sexes are not treated fairly and equally, and for so many more reasons, we need feminism.
The image of the "bubble of neither-nor" was what came first for this poem (though I was playing with the idea for weeks). I don't want to know the sex of my child in advance, and I realised why when that image came to me. There are so many fixed notions about boys and girls, so many expectations, so many stereotypes, starting with the "pink and blue", gendered clothing, things like that. These expectations and stereotypes do so much damage - to both boys and girls. Why not let at least the time in the womb be completely free of all that? I think it's important even afterwards to not push a child into what is stereotypically "expected" of their sex - to view the child as a person, a human being with a dynamic personality, not a "princess" or whatever. I think we CAN keep that "bubble" even afterwards by not making "being a boy" or "being a girl" such a fixed, "you-can-only-be-like-this" / "you-can-only-have-these-interests" thing. Of course there are gender-specific things - but not all girls like pink glittery tutus and not all boys like trucks. Girls like trucks too (I did - and pirates, and soldiers), and boys like pink glittery stuff too. Just my thoughts.
Art by Gustav Klimt - "Hope II". I felt the skulls and the (weeping?) women at the bottom of the picture were kind of fitting.
I FINALLY WROTE A POEM AGAIN!!!!1!11!1
Sorry I'm so unproductive.
This lady was not even on my list yet. This project is going to take YEARS more...
