The best part about rediscovering feminism, for me at least, has been an unexpected surprise. To be succint, feminism has taught me how to raise any sons I ever have.
I've always had a general idea of how I would raise my daughter(s), even as a pre-teen. I'm guessing most of that has to do with the fact that I take my own life experience and extrapolate how to prepare a girl of mine for the world. But the thought of raising a boy has always bewildered me. Deep down, there was some part of me that feared that if/when I have a son, we would be completely alienated and I wouldn't know how to associate or relate to him. I don't know what life is like for a boy. But by seeing all the bad ideas and opinions men can have on women, I'm starting to get an inkling of how I do want to raise a son of mine.
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