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Women’s History Month 2017

March 31st, 1888 – Imagine if you can, Susan B. Anthony, Clara Barton, Julia Ward Howe, and Sojourner Truth along with other women organizing The National Council of Women of the U.S. which is the oldest American non-sectarian women’s organization. They must have felt excitement, pride, and a little fear. 

It would take from 1888 to 1972 for Congress to pass the Equal Rights Amendments granting women equal rights, however, it was never ratified by the required number of states. 

The year before The National Counsel of Women of the U.S. was formed, in 1887, Helen Keller met her teacher and lifelong friend, Anne Sullivan. With the help of Sullivan, Keller became the first blind and deaf person to graduate from college. They began advocating for people with disabilities. 

A little over 30 years before any of this began, Harriet Beecher Stowe’s novel ‘Uncle Tom’s Cabinis’ was published in 1852 and became a best selling book of the 19th century. Two years prior, in 1850, Nathaniel Hawthorne’s novel ‘The Scarlet Letter’ was published. It explored women’s roles in society in Puritan Boston. 

In 1911, the first woman admitted to the Massachusetts Institute of Technology and it’s first female instructor,  Ellen Swallow Richard died.

On March 24th, 1912 Dorothy Height was born. Height served more than 40 years as president of the National Council of Negro Women where she worked to foster interracial dialogue. 

In Savannah, Georgia on March 12th, 1912 the first ever Girl Scouts meeting was held. The organization has grown to over 2.7 million members. 

March 8th, 1914 the first International Women’s Day is held. After 1914’s celebration and push for equality, the day became the annual staple for global awareness around women’s issues. 

Times were changing, slightly. March 4th, 1917 is when Jeannette Rankin – R – Mont took her seat as the first female member of congress. 

During March 1924, Bette Nesmith Graham was born. She invented Liquid Paper correction fluid, a brand of white out. Same year, Margaret Butler was born. She would be the first female fellow at the American Nuclear Society and advocate for women in the science and math field. 

Ruth Bader Ginsburg was born in 1933, and is the second female U.S. Supreme Court Justice. Two years before Ruth was born, Geraldyn Cobb was born on March 5th. She would become the first woman to pass qualifying exams for astronaut training in 1959 but wasn’t allowed to train because of gender. 

On March 7th, 1938 Janet Guthrie was born. She would go on to become a female race car driver and competed in both the Indianapolis 500 and Daytona 500 in 1977. 

On March 9th, 1959 Barbie doll made her debut. Barbie has since then been in many debates about setting the wrong image for body types in girls. Was Barbie too skinny and later in years, questions would occur did they create her looking overweight which wasn’t a healthy image anyway.

In 1993, Janet Reno is confirmed as the first woman to be U.S. Attorney General. 

Joan Jett’s song ‘I Love Rock & Roll’ hit number 1 on Billboard charts in 1982. Jett was said to be a pioneer for female rock musicians. Then in 2000, Julia Roberts becomes the first female actor to ever earn $20 million for a single film with her ‘Erin Brockovich.’

From March 1986 when Susan Butcher became the 2nd woman to ever win the Alaskan dog sled race to Simone Biles being born March 1997 and becoming the most decorated American gymnast; winning four gold medals at the 2016 Rio de Janeiro Olympics women have made huge leaps and bounds.

It seems from 1986 with Debi Thomas becoming the first African-American woman to win the World Figure Skating Championship and Georgia O’Keefe laying the foundation for American modernism art with her paintings that women can strive to be anything they want to be. 

There sure are a lot of women to look up to and respect. I think Women’s History Month should be as important to women as Black History Month is to African-Americans. 

Then I read about the Women’s March plans for Women’s History Month here in the year 2017. It makes me sad, angry, and it makes me ashamed to be a woman right now. 

I am in no way accepting Trumps behaviour of racism, sexism, and hate. However, I watched in January as women paraded up and down streets with pillows on their heads shaped like vaginas. The signs were vulgar. Madonna who was my revolutionary hero in the 80’s and 90’s is now in her late 50’s screaming out the F word and then justifying a threat to the President of the United States.

I watched as women turned protesting into an excuse to riot, to grab themselves, to wear signs saying “Here My P***Y Roar.” 

So the women I named in this article, the women who held onto their pride, and self worth in order to achieve huge accomplishments, I feel like the Women’s March of 2017 and the one women are planning now during Women’s History Month was a slap in the face to all the steps women have taken to be respected. 

You can not gain respect from wearing vaginas on your heads, leaving our streets filled with debris, vandalism, and anything else nobody deemed important enough to pick up. How can you look at all the outstanding accomplishments of Women in just this month, and then scream vulgar things that make Trump seem like a choir boy? 

These Women do not represent me anymore than Trump does and I  hope in the year 2017, women at least keep their respect. 



It Was Fun

Riding around, top down, under the sun.

Your smile, your style, you could have been the one.

It wasn’t love but it was fun.

Laughter fades, sunlight turns to rain, look what we’ve become.

Driving away, leaving me behind, it can’t be undone.

Looking back now, I see clearly somehow.

It wasn’t love but it was fun.

 

Written by: Donetta Sifford for Yeah Write 305

This Place

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Four in the morning, radio playing that song
Reminding me how everything went wrong
Still I can’t seem to find any reason why I should be alone
Mascara leaving black trails down my face
Explain to me how we even come to this place
Broke down, beaten, and tired of pain
How could you leave me screaming your name
Promised to love me for the rest of our days
Was my emotions just a game
My heart will never be the same
A year gone by and now it’s a crying shame
I couldn’t make you love me

Written for VisDare

*I normally don’t use rhyming in my poetry but I thought I’d play with it some. Anyone want to share your opinion…. please leave a comment.*

Beauty To Be Found

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Sunsets are nature’s way of letting us know our day is finished and there was beauty to be found. Did we take the time to notice all the day had to offer, or rush through the day just to get it over with? With each new sunrise, we’re given a chance to view the world in a different perspective. Let’s not squander the moments away.
Donetta Sifford
January 4th 2016

Rushing Life

 

 

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image provided by Magpie Tales

Departing in a rush

’tis the season for hurrying 

so I have no time to decipher our last minute kiss.

The budding questions of romance, the first kiss lingering, wonder filled, hopeful, and lasting.

Even now as I open gifts, enjoying family and friends,

I have forgotten the reasons for running back into your arms before we boarded different flights.

Though I’ve tried,  I don’t remember the feel of your lips,  the taste is gone, and I silently damn the nature of humans to just get through one moment and scurry to the next. 

written for Magpie Tales  299 – Donetta Sifford