Comments on: gendersafe in a world of gender stereotypes http://www.familypride.org/blog/2007/09/gendersafe-in-a-world-of-gender-stereotypes.html love. justice. family. equality. Tue, 6 Jan 2009 19:53:44 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3 By: Lesley http://www.familypride.org/blog/2007/09/gendersafe-in-a-world-of-gender-stereotypes.html#comment-4055 Lesley Mon, 17 Sep 2007 15:45:40 +0000 http://www.familypride.org/blog/2007/09/gendersafe-in-a-world-of-gender-stereotypes.html#comment-4055 Not sure what to say here. I grew up feeling different and hated wearing dresses. The school system I was in at the time required girls to waer skirts or dresses. The only time we could wear pants was under a dress and we were tot ake them off when we got to school and put them in our lockers. I didn't feel comfortable in school til I was a freshman and we'd moved again because of my step-dad's job. My first day there I wore a dress to school and everyone else had jeans or nice pants and a sweater or tee shirt. The next day I felt right at home when I could wear pants and a sweater. From then on very rarely did I wear a dress to school. To the prom yes. Dances I wore pants and a nice top. When I was young I'd get asked if i was a boy or a girl. Needless to say by 6th grade it was quite obvious what I was, and the boys would tease me. When not in school I was one of the boys. We hung out playing baseball, basketball and football. And they were NOT afraid to tackle me. We'd just get up laughing. Even in high school I did a lot of things the boys did even though there were girl teams that did it too. I was in the swim team, track team and almost made the basketball team. I wanted to get on the soccer team and was told to try and start a girls team and the girls I went to school with were a bunch of prissy wenches. God forbid tehy get dirty. So I had to sit and watch the boys play. When I graduated and would be with my fiance, I hung with the boys because they discussed sports and not cooking recipes or other girly stuff. To this day I am a soft butch/femme. I can clean up nice when needed and startle the world when I put a dress on or everyone recognizes me as I sit in my jeans and Donovan McNabb football shirt. I am me and no one can change that but me if I so choose to. Thank you for this great websight. I always find something to write on. Not sure what to say here. I grew up feeling different and hated wearing dresses. The school system I was in at the time required girls to waer skirts or dresses. The only time we could wear pants was under a dress and we were tot ake them off when we got to school and put them in our lockers. I didn’t feel comfortable in school til I was a freshman and we’d moved again because of my step-dad’s job. My first day there I wore a dress to school and everyone else had jeans or nice pants and a sweater or tee shirt. The next day I felt right at home when I could wear pants and a sweater. From then on very rarely did I wear a dress to school. To the prom yes. Dances I wore pants and a nice top. When I was young I’d get asked if i was a boy or a girl. Needless to say by 6th grade it was quite obvious what I was, and the boys would tease me. When not in school I was one of the boys. We hung out playing baseball, basketball and football. And they were NOT afraid to tackle me. We’d just get up laughing. Even in high school I did a lot of things the boys did even though there were girl teams that did it too. I was in the swim team, track team and almost made the basketball team. I wanted to get on the soccer team and was told to try and start a girls team and the girls I went to school with were a bunch of prissy wenches. God forbid tehy get dirty. So I had to sit and watch the boys play. When I graduated and would be with my fiance, I hung with the boys because they discussed sports and not cooking recipes or other girly stuff. To this day I am a soft butch/femme. I can clean up nice when needed and startle the world when I put a dress on or everyone recognizes me as I sit in my jeans and Donovan McNabb football shirt. I am me and no one can change that but me if I so choose to.

Thank you for this great websight. I always find something to write on.

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