The #IWD2021 theme is#ChooseToChallenge. Let us all commit to challenge inequality, call out bias, question stereotypes, and help forge an inclusive world. You don’t have to be a woman to share this commitment. You simply need to support the cause.
Today I celebrate women everywhere, recognizing their strength and power to push through life with their head held high, regardless the circumstances.
All the women in me are tired – Nayyirah Waheed Mother Daughter Sister Wife Lover Friend Fighter Supporter Confidant Counselor Therapist Caretaker …
What better way to start off the month of March, recognized as Women’s History Month, than with my favorite lyrics from the Helen Reddy song that birthed the phrase “I am woman, hear me roar!”
You can bend but never break me ‘Cause it only serves to make me More determined to achieve my final goal And I come back even stronger Not a novice any longer ‘Cause you’ve deepened the conviction in my soul.
After the fiasco at homecoming, the principal declared a moratorium on huge parties on campus. To make matters worse, he downgraded senior class prom to the school gymnasium, with a meagre menu of pizza and chocolate chip cookies. After slumbering there, the students met up for an after party bash.
Henry and his wife Ann just moved to the area about a month ago, so they were delightfully surprised to receive their first party invitation. Ann started feeling nervous as Henry read the particulars, realizing the party was in two days. She immediately shouted, “WHAT AM I GOING TO WEAR?” and suggested they buy new outfits. Henry quickly rebuffed that idea, reminding Ann of her custom-built closet full of clothes.
The day had come and Ann was excited to finally have someplace to wear her cute little black dress and pink shoes. As she applied makeup and curled her hair, Henry sat in his slacks and polo shirt watching the game and enjoying the breeze from their oscillating fan.
As soon as they arrived at the party, Ann was confused by the guest’s attire. The men were in double-breasted suits standing beside their wives, who wore elegantly fitted dresses. The hosts approached, visibly disappointed, and asked, “Did you not understand the theme Vanderbilt House Party?” Henry glanced at the invitation again and realized his oversight. “Oh, I thought that was your name since the party is at your house,” he explained. Embarrassed by laughter in the background, Ann simply turned and walked out the door.