Personal Narrative-Home Parenting

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When I was five, I just wanted to be me. But then you told me, “The world is full of inequalities. Don’t believe me? Just go look in the movies.” How often does the girl save the day, and not at home parenting? You told me I have to be like a man. Strong, independent, reliable, successful. Like every protagonist out there, or at least, the ones that are remembered. So you chopped my hair in half, and called it a generous act. I knew that I could be anyone, just not the girls in commercials or ads. So slowly I lost my skirts, and learned to love my jeans and tracks. But YOU, you will never understand the courage I had. When I was seven, I was getting the hang of acting like a guy. But I couldn’t find where I would belong. I wasn’t the

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