The Red Words

Here I am in my first adventure " kindergarten". It was more complicated than I thought, it is like an innocent creature that has been left all alone in the wild jungle without knowing the rules and directions. Girls were crying and shouting for their parents. Teachers were trying to catch the running girls around me. I felt lost and afraid, is that many kindergartens suck? Days passed and I learned things I did not like which made me feel under-controlled, so I started thinking does kindergarten define me? Do my actions define me? Some voices whispered in my ears that my actions reflect who I am. But, how? When I'm controlled by what I like and love because of my gender! I am a girl so my favorite color should be pink because green, blue and black are boys' colors. But the truth is I like the color of the sky. I should wear dresses and skirts. I should play with dolls and barbie because I'm a girl. So apparently in my community being a girl meant being obedient to a set of rules that were assigned thousands of years ago before I was even born. I remember once I went with my dad to buy a toy. I was standing in front of cars but the one who sells in the shop told me this section is for boys, that is the section for girls. I was very disappointed.

Advice: Be who and what you want, don't let them judge or control you because of your gender.