Category: Resist

Some women wear hard hats, some wear uniforms, some wear costumes, some wear pantsuits. 

Some women choose to wear dresses. Some choose to wear pants. But they have a choice. They choose what to wear every day, what to wear to work. 

They choose to dress like women. Someday I will dress like a woman. I will dress however I please, because that’s how you dress like a woman. 

No one has the right to tell a woman that she should “dress like a woman” as if there is a rule book to what a woman is. A woman is anyone who identifies as a woman, and there isn’t a code to dressing like one. 

So, yes, someday I’m going dress like a woman. And that means dressing however the hell I want. 

This past Saturday, I joined millions of women around the world in a march to show that we won’t stand for unfair, unjust, and unequal legislation. I took to the streets of our nation’s capital with my mom, aunt, and grandmother in protest of our new leaders, and in support of women and minorities everywhere.

I guess I forgot to write about the march with school, basketball, and everything else going on in my little corner of the world.

But it was amazing. There were hundreds of thousands of people, all together fighting for one cause. There were inspirational, beautiful, and hilarious signs and posters at every turn. There was a pink hat on every other head. We listened to speeches, soaked in the atmosphere, and chatted with our fellow feminists. We were interviewed for a newspaper and videoed for a film project. We walked side by side with every woman and man who decided to march against the evil.

The Women’s March on Washington was my first ever march or protest. And over these next four years, I assure you it will not be my last.

Every day I am afraid to turn on my phone. Every day I think, “It can’t possibly get worse.” And then it does. Every headline, every tweet, every news article makes me sick to my stomach. I can’t bear to live in a world where bad news is normal. We have to stop the bad news. We can’t ever let it be normal. Every single piece of unfair legislation that comes our way must be protested. Every lie that is uttered from the mouths of our leaders must be met with angry and accurate responses. We cannot fall back and say “Well, what can you do?”

What we can do is fight. We can fight every twisted rule, we can tear down every brick of every wall.

Today the President of the United States drafted an executive order banning travel and immigration from predominately Muslim countries. I am fourteen. I may not know much, but I know this is wrong. I know that we have to fight against this ban, and against the destruction of Muslim- American families.

I’m fourteen. Fourteen. Wake up, America.