This is the story of a girl who hated being stereotyped and who was stereotyped at every attempt she made at being different:
When she was born, she was exposed to all the things a girl might like. Pink, dolls, miniature kitchen sets.. She liked them all. She developed a liking for reading, so was introduced to fairy tales. They said, " She's a typical girl".
She grew up, became an older sibling when she was 4. She started noticing her brother's toys. Was fascinated with cars, bats, balls. She started getting bored with all the pots and pans. Cycling was the thing. Outdoors beckoned. Her likes followed her to school. She hated shopping and preferred to watch sports. They labelled her a 'typical tomboy'.
She reached her teenage. She insisted on wearing comfortable clothes instead of the ones in vogue at that time. She defended equal rights for both genders. Took offense whenever someone dismissed others' driving skills as ' like a typical woman's '. She refused to follow the set conventions for women. They said " Ahh, another feminist " when she remained headstrong and fiercely independent.
She is now at the verge of leaving her teenage years behind. She still loves pink. Still likes fairy tales and still hates shopping, and gossiping. Still enjoys sports more. She still believes in gender equality, still fiercely independent. She doesn't like being pampered. Hates flowers and chocolate. She prefers to pay the bill. Doesn't like to alter her appearance according to what people tell her. Yes, she has now become a typical Alpha-Woman.
Even in the desire to be different from everyone else, she is no different from the rest.
Moral of the story : No matter what you do, you will be stereotyped, because people like to define things. They fear what they don't understand. They try to make it an outcast. They would rather create new categories for defining things that don't come under the predefined categories than accepting them as different.
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was this post for me???
:D
p.s.
if i ruffles any feathers my apologies...
:D
ruffled*
haha. no it wasnt for you :P and besides you dont know me, so you dont know thatit takes a lot , lot more than those to ruffle my feathers
sometimes, its just simpler not to be different..
cause no one bothers someone who is part of the crowd..
Thats the point. I hate the herd mentality. Or being herded. They shouldn't classify or ostracize those who are different
Sweetheart, you are a typical feminist. Just accept it. MCPs like me can figure your type out with ease.
baby, you are not an MCP try as hard as you want to convince yourself. Nah I am probably too selfish to be a feminist. I wont say no to women's reservation or pink
That only makes you a hypocrite feminist. Pretty superfluous actually.
bah everyone's a hypocrite anyway. And being a feminist is boring. Im all for using your feminity to your benefit.
I know pretty legs. I know.
hahaha. See even jet's giving discount for women. I'm all for that:D ebing a feminist wouldn't allow me that. But then female Rhett Butler is not so bad
People follow conventions/rules because it is easier to follow them than to think about the purpose they serve.
Essentially, people don't want to think. They want to follow. To become successful, they'll try to adopt a successful person's habits.
Some people realize that this is a very powerful way of controlling people. These kind of people end up getting powerful, because they act as if they are thinking for the people, whereas they're just thinking about themselves.
Conventions are conventions. They're not natural laws. The universe won't change just because people want it to.
My solution: I make my own conventions! It helps me keep in constant touch with natural law,which is much more satisfying than "getting accepted" by other people. This is why I don't bother about what others think of me. They don't know what theyre missing!
Enjoy being different, it's not an easy thing to do. :)
Hi,
Nice story telling ..
Liked its flow.
So howz life ...
TCake!
@ roy : Thanks.
life's a merry as usual. what about you ?
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