well ms.loro made us read a really short story in english sub today and it was entitled "GIRL" by Jamaica Kincaid. hmmm....if u have read it or heard about and didn't like it because u failed to see what it means to convey...damn the shit outta you! and if u disapprove of the message it conveys, u can go fuck the devil in hell. not disrespectin ur opinion, it's just that if u agree that women should do everything that frickin mother tells her daughter to do...then what kind of a stereotype retard are u? STEREOTYPES ARE BULLSHIT. they shouldn't exist and people shouldn't follow them. well if u follow them, ur a shitshagger and i hate shitshaggers. so i hate you.
first about the different smiles. couldn't a girl have one frickin smile for everybody? couldn't she smile the same way to a boy she doesn't like very much to a boy she doesn't like at all? and what is WITH all THE FUCKIN PUDDING? Not everyone is a gifted cook. and i don't get about why a girl shouldn't pick other people's flowers either. and why she has to run away after she just spat in the air. and how dare that mother call her daughter a SLUT? she is the SLUT! boy if my mother forced me to do any of those things that mother told her daughter to do, ill sue her and make her disown me. but my mother never was stereotype. she supports my gothic side. but whatever...back to that stupid mother...
she also tells her daughter never to talk in a sunday? what is with that? why isn't she allowed so? is it because it's sabbath? guh! i could slap the bible in that mother's face so she would know that even Jesus talked on sabbath! boy, that mother is one hell of pharisee personified!
and what is with this women-are-meant-to-be-housemakers shit? women are MORE CAPABLE than those stupid men who couldn't care less about the world because of their dicks! they cook, they sew, they build, they love, they fight, they tow cars, they drive men crazy, they can do anything and these insane social retards dare say that all these things are going to end up in a four-walled prison? a thousand hands down for that!women are meant to work! they are NOT just home makers! OKAY? it's their choice! more shit........
STEREOTYPES ARE BULLSHIT. they shouldn't exist. and if in society, those stereotypes are rules, then i'll turn myself into a radical. im not saying it's bad to teach your daughter how to smile,walk, talk or spit...because it frickin all boils down to manners. but manners don't involve slavery. manners take form in different ways...and being stereotype doesn't necessarily mean you're well-mannered. u could be as shit as any goths in this world. and goths are cool. not because they break rules and stereotypes, but because they're brave enough to stand by who they really are. that's what i wanna be. and hopefully, that's who i am right now. GOTH. PUNK. PROVOCATIVE. so what?
Girl
Jamaica Kincaid
Wash the white clothes on Monday and put them on the stone heap; wash the color clothes on Tuesday and put them on the clothesline to dry; don't walk barehead in the hot sun; cook pumpkin fritters in very hot sweet oil; soak your little cloths right after you take them off; when buying cotton to make yourself a nice blouse, be sure that it doesn't have gum on it, because that way it won't hold up well after a wash; soak salt fish overnight before you cook it; is it true that you sing benna in Sunday school?; always eat your food in such a way that it won't turn someone else's stomach; on Sundays try to walk like a lady and not like the slut you are so bent on becoming; don't sing benna in Sunday school; you mustn't speak to wharbfflies will follow you; but I don't sing benna on Sundays at all and never in Sunday school; this is how to sew on a button; this is how to make a button-hole for the button you have just sewed on; this is how to hem a dress when you see the hem coming down and so to prevent yourself from looking like the slut I know you are so bent on becoming; this is how you iron your father's khaki shirt so that it doesn't have a crease; this is how you iron your father's khaki pants so that they don't have a crease; this is how you grow okrbafar from the house, because okra tree harbors red ants; when you are growing dasheen, make sure it gets plenty of water or else it makes your throat itch when you are eating it; this is how you sweep a corner; this is how you sweep a whole house; this is how you sweep a yard; this is how you smile to someone you don't like too much; this is how you smile to someone you don't like at all; this is how you smile to someone you like completely; this is how you set a table for tea; this is how you set a table for dinner; this is how you set a table for dinner with an important guest; this is how you set a table for lunch; this is how you set a table for breakfast; this is how to behave in the presence of men who don't know you very well, and this way they won't recognize immediately the slut I have warned you against becoming; be sure to wash every day, even if it is with your own spit; don't squat down to play marblebsyou are not a boy, you know; don't pick people's flowerbsyou might catch something; don't throw stones at blackbirds, because it might not be a blackbird at all; this is how to make a bread pudding; this is how to make doukona; this is how to make pepper pot; this is how to make a good medicine for a cold; this is how to make a good medicine to throw away a child before it even becomes a child; this is how to catch a fish; this is how to throw back a fish you don't like, and that way something bad won't fall on you; this is how to bully a man; this is how a man bullies you; this is how to love a man; and if this doesn't work there are other ways, and if they don't work don't feel too bad about giving up; this is how to spit up in the air if you feel like it, and this is how to move quick so that it doesn't fall on you; this is how to make ends meet; always squeeze bread to make sure it's fresh; but what if the baker won't let me feel the bread?; you mean to say that after all you are really going to be the kind of woman who the baker won't let near the bread?
*raises eyebrows* if u didn't like it, u can bite ur ass in hell.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
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