You have made a choice, you cannot bale.. You cannot complain.. When one of us decides to become a feminist, she must live to the expectations that this honorable concept holds.. When you become a feminist, you should be up to the fight.. When you make a choice to become a feminist, you are indirectly announcing that your life is not yours, it is dedicated to your cause. You need to know that this life is a boxing match for you.. You need to learn when to hit back and when to dodge…
People never notice that they have changed.. It
takes a while before they realize that they are not the same anymore. Why?
Simply because we do not change radically overnight.. It is that the small
details about us change gradually until we as a whole change. And it seems that
I have changed a lot in the process of not wanting to fall apart. I never
realized how different I have become until I started recalling a quote from a
Grey’s Anatomy episode I watched last year:
“Pain..You just
have to ride it out, hope it goes away on its on. Hope the wound that caused it
heals. There are no solutions, no easy answers. You just breathe deep and wait
for it subside. Most of the time pain can be managed, but sometimes the pain
gets you when you least expect it, hits way below the belt and doesn't let up.
Pain..You just have to fight through, because the truth is you can't outrun
it... And life always makes more.”
As I was thinking of this quote yesterday, I simply could not ignore the sound of the T.V as my father was watching another boxing tournament. I found myself whispering:
“Dear Life, if you want to play boxing, play clean! There is only a little space left for all the scars and bruises.”
It seems that I have finally understood that being busy and on the road all the time is not quite the medicine for what my friend described as the “Post Trauma” period that we are all going through.
So, I decided to change my boxing strategy:) I will play another role besides being an opponent boxer, I will also be the commentator. I will write about my boxing match as I am boxing..
When I was three, my dad managed to teach me how to read a whole book, it was Alice in Wonderland by the way, and how to write a full sentence and that one happened to be my name is Sarah. I guess by that, my father was trying to say that his only child who happened to be a girl will always have two best friends; a pen and a book. Therefore, I will start blogging everyday in an attempt for me to heal. Between, the lines, I will try to read what the inner me is trying to tell the world about who/what traumatized her and how the post trauma boxing match should be… In those lines, I will try to live the little details that have been changing in my life as well as in my surroundings in all those places I am at or in between.
As I was thinking of this quote yesterday, I simply could not ignore the sound of the T.V as my father was watching another boxing tournament. I found myself whispering:
“Dear Life, if you want to play boxing, play clean! There is only a little space left for all the scars and bruises.”
It seems that I have finally understood that being busy and on the road all the time is not quite the medicine for what my friend described as the “Post Trauma” period that we are all going through.
So, I decided to change my boxing strategy:) I will play another role besides being an opponent boxer, I will also be the commentator. I will write about my boxing match as I am boxing..
When I was three, my dad managed to teach me how to read a whole book, it was Alice in Wonderland by the way, and how to write a full sentence and that one happened to be my name is Sarah. I guess by that, my father was trying to say that his only child who happened to be a girl will always have two best friends; a pen and a book. Therefore, I will start blogging everyday in an attempt for me to heal. Between, the lines, I will try to read what the inner me is trying to tell the world about who/what traumatized her and how the post trauma boxing match should be… In those lines, I will try to live the little details that have been changing in my life as well as in my surroundings in all those places I am at or in between.
On one hand, I
am going to try to elaborate more on who a feminist is not from textbooks that
not everybody had the chance to study. On the other hand, I will try to explain
my identity as an Arab feminist by challenging the theocratic male-oriented
stereotypical clichés in our Arab societies, which have managed to trap
feminism in.
This is simply a diary of a 24 year old feminist who wants to share the scars and bruises as well as the rush of triumph in a life time boxing match within the a tournament called : “EQUALITY”
This is simply a diary of a 24 year old feminist who wants to share the scars and bruises as well as the rush of triumph in a life time boxing match within the a tournament called : “EQUALITY”
Sarah Ahmed,
June 26, 2012
1:20 p.m
Still struggling ya sarah :)
ReplyDeleteCant wait for the coming blogs ;)
:)
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