Throughout my lifetime, I’ve heard it all people’s views, thoughts,
and stereotypes. I have listened to what people think is “right” or “wrong”,
but mainly just let it pass in one ear and out the other. It wasn’t until
reading a few stories had my opinions changed forever.
Growing up my parents dressed me in work boots, jeans, and
t-shirts. I drove around a toy truck and played with dinosaurs, Legos, and toy
cars. As well as physically dressing me in boy’s clothes my dad would
take me fishing ever since I was a baby. He bought me my first quad when I was
only 10. Whilst all this was happening, many implicit signs were passed. Just
spending time with my dad, watching every move he made, looking up to him as a
role model were all signs of unspoken communication. Every Christmas, my
grandfather would give me that years Hess Truck. While on the other hand, my
sister would always get some type of doll. One time in particular that I can
remember caused a big dispute. My grandfather gave my sister a guitar, and I
was extremely jealous because I thought that a guitar was a “boys gift”. After reading “Toys start the Gender
Equality Rift” I came to the realization that I fell right into that rift. It
is quiet clear how growing up playing with certain toys has led me to where I
am now. I am currently studying electrical engineering. Just as Bennhold says
that toys start the gender rifts; my favorite toys ranging from Lincoln logs to
video games, my career choice clearly represents this being true.
Bennhold explains how “It is not hard to see a connection between girls playing
with dolls and boys playing with cars . . . Nurses, primary school teachers and
caregivers of most kinds are overwhelmingly female. Engineers, computer
scientists and mechanics tend to be male” (Bennhold 1). It has become very
apparent to me after reading this article, how the mind is sculpted at such an
early age by the toys one plays with, r the activities they participate in,
which contributes to the type of lifestyle one will lead.
It is clear that as time passes, society is becoming more
accepting. The “norm” is becoming broader. This was clearly displayed many
years ago, when sexuality was no question. There was no gay marriage; nobody
flaunted his or her sexuality in public if it strayed from the standard. Society
was strict. A clear divide between a man and a woman, with no questions asked.
There was no such thing as intersex, or at least it wasn’t publicized. This is
also apparent in terms of my family. My grandfather wears a button down shirt
and dress pants and a belt everyday. When he was raised, this was the “norm.” It is very common for him to make comments
about what people are wearing, because he isn’t used to the modern styles. He
has told me how different things are regarding how people dress in church time,
and time again. Every Sunday growing up he would wear a dress coat, dress pants
and dress shoes, as did everyone else attending mass. Now, you can wear
anything you wish, and be welcome to church. Jan Hoffman believes that “Dress
code conflicts often reflect a generational divide, with students coming of age
in a culture that is more accepting of ambiguity and difference than that of
the adults who make the rules.” (Hoffman
1). It never occurred to me how much dress code has been challenged, until I
read, “Can a Boy Wear a Skirt to School”. I didn’t pay much attention to
the dress code growing up, most likely because I’ve never had a problem with
it. As a matter of fact, I wouldn’t hear much of it in general. The only time I
would hear of the dress code was when a girl was showing “too much skin” and
the school would have her change.
After reading Hoffmans article, my eyes have been opened to an
abundance of incidents that I couldn’t even fathom. Hoffman explains an
instance where a boy was sent home because his wig violated the schools policy:
a boy’s hair can’t be longer than a shirt collar. I was astounded upon reading
this. Hoffman also raises questions such as “Can a girl attend her prom in a
tuxedo?” (Hoffman 1). I am now much more aware of the issues that schools
are dealing with. I have never shed much thought to how teachers would
address the class in elementary school. After reading Mellissa Temple’s “It’s
OK to Be Neither” I realized how often students are segregated by gender. Something
as simple as lining up boys and girls, or I used to sit in a “boy girl”
pattern. Even after reading just that, I wouldn’t think much of it, until
reading about Allie. Allie, a little girl who feels more comfortable in jeans,
“boys shirts” and sneakers, gets upset when she is often asked whether she is a
boy or a girl. Knowing there are children who are confronted with gender
barriers in school, the phrase “take your seats boys and girls” doesn’t sound
right, anymore. Even outside of school, this gender segregation was
present. Just hanging out on “play dates” with multiple friends, or at birthday
parties games would be played boys against girls. When I would hang out with a
boy friend of mine my mother would always call it a play date. I used to get
upset with her, arguing that it’s not a date. Other actions and emotions were
also implied, as simple of the meanings of certain words, such as “ play date”
which stirred up an argument, at such a young age.
After reading these stories about kids in school, dress codes,
and even children’s toys my views have been altered. Growing up, I have never
thought about, questioned, or even second-guessed any comment regarding
division of boys and girls. Never have I paid much attention to the gifts we
buy for children, or how departments are set up in a toy store. All of these
minor details that have gone unnoticed for years, suddenly stand out.
I now realize now how easy
the mind is shaped and molded. I will not look at any of these issues the same.
Simply walking through a toy store and seeing a blue section clearly implies
boys, as does the pink for girls, will stand out to me forever. I feel as if
these points will forever be highlighted as I encounter them in my life.
I chose this article above all others, because i feel I have grown through writing it. Some of rules and boundaries that i have lived by most of my life by, I now realize are absurd.
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