You know, going to an all-women's college has kind of ensured that I hear a lot of talk about how we're just as great as men, we can do great stuff too, and we're learning to do it in an environment where men can't judge us. Especially yesterday, I've heard some talk about how men are underestimating women solely based on gender, even if the men are trying to be helpful. It's offensive to my classmates.
And then there's me.
Most of the people in my life have had basically nothing but confidence in me as far as I can do whatever I set my mind to, but even I have had the occasional uderestimation.
And it doesn't bother me.
In P.E. class in elementary school, we were testing upper-body strength by seeing how long we could hold out with... Uhm, I think it's called a chin-up? Not the kind where you constantly rise and lower, but you just stay up for as long as possible. One guy commented that I was stronger than he ever gave me credit for.
Did it make me feel good? Maybe a little. Was I trying to prove his former assumption wrong? No, I was just trying to do my best.
And then one time, I was serving as a sort of waitress for a friend's wedding reception, and the person in charge asked to make sure I wasn't overwhelmed. I wasn't, but I knew full well that it was only by the grace of God that I had not spilled anything or gone crazy from people calling my name from every direction.
So, yeah, it's kind of weird listening to all these girls who seem to feel they have something to prove. I don't really think they do. I mean, I'm perfectly happy doing what God wants me to do, regardless of others' opinions and estimations.
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