Because I was a Girl

“The studio was dark and small…” © 2017 by Elizabeth Acevedo. “I fell in love with tennis…” © 2017 by Katrina Adams. “Because I was a girl…” © 2017 by Victoria Aveyard. “I grew up in Moline…” © 2017 by Bonnie Bartlett. “My father belonged to the…” © 2017 by Brenda Bowen. “They told me my anger…” © 2017 by Libba Bray. “There have been many moments…” © 2017 by Katie Button. “I was an afterthought…” © 2017 by Emily Calandrelli. “A closed mouth doesn’t get…” © 2017 by Babette Davis. “It was the 1969–1970 academic…” © 2017 by Williabel Jones Davis. “Design-Options, the computer company that…” © 2017 by Melissa de la Cruz. “When I turned twelve…” © 2017 by Abby Falik. “A few months into working…” © 2017 by Jena Friedman. “A few years ago…” © 2017 by Joan Hanawi. “The sweltering heat of our…” © 2017 by Jane Hawley. “More and more, women are…” © 2017 by Tina Hay. “I’m one of the lucky ones…” © 2017 by Jody Houser. “When I was young…” © 2017 by Dolores Huerta. “My parents made it clear…” © 2017 by Zareen Jaffery. “I grew up in a small…” © 2017 by Anjanette Johnston. “I told my mom I couldn’t…” © 2017 by Mattie Johnston. “I came into this world with…” © 2017 by Holly Knight. “As a little girl, I…” © 2017 by Jill Lorie. “High school has been much…” © 2017 by Zoey Luna. “One of my first toys was…” © 2017 by Trish McEvoy. “When the economy…” © 2017 by Loretta Miranda. “We already decided who is…” © 2017 by Gloria Molina. “In the history of the worldwide…” © 2017 by Susan Morrison*. “In the Sterling Memorial Library…” © 2017 by Anna Ponder. “When I was sixteen years old…” © 2017 by Margaret Semrud-Clikeman. “It was a beautiful October…” © 2017 by Rebecca Soffer. “One Saturday afternoon in the…” © 2017 by Cheri Steinkellner. “For sixteen years, I was a…” © 2017 by Margaret Stohl. “Growing up, it had been…” © 2017 by Noor Tagouri. “I started figure skating when…” © 2017 by Tillie Walden. “No one has ever told me…” © 2017 by Quvenzhané Wallis. “I have spent forty years…” © 2017 by Francesca Zambello. “The school psychologist sat quietly…” © 2017 by Lenore Zion. All rights reserved. *A version of this story first appeared in WellSprings, A Journal of United Methodist Clergywomen.

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