I remember the day he came home with two toy cars. One was pink, and the other red. My brother picked the pink one. He loved it. I took the red one. It was cool too. With a look of satisfaction, Dad went to his room.
My mom came home. She noticed our new properties. She wasn't comfortable with the choices we'd made. So she ordered my brother to collect the red one from me and give me the pink...
Reason; He is a boy. Pink was a girly color. There was no way in the world her son was gonna use a pink toy when a red one was available.
My brother broke down in tears. I joined him too. As a matter of fact, I couldn't let go of the red one. I hated the pink toy as well. We wailed like young widows until Dad came out of the room. He was startled to see us drenched in tears... When we explained, he couldn't believe his ears.
He then apologized on behalf of his wife and told us to keep our toys. According to him, color Na color. Dad taught us freedom of choice irrespective of gender. Dad made us understand that no color code was peculiar to a particular gender.
Yes! In my house, it became perfectly normal for my brother to own pink toys or play with my dolls, and for me to own red or black toys...be them dolls, cars or gu*ns. It was okay for anyone to watch the Batman series, Sleeping beauty, Barbie or Cinderella. All Na film. According to Dad, no film was produced for a particular gender.
Dear parents
To end gender discrimination, let's not overlook these little things...
Raise your kids without the COLOR CODED restrictions the society has placed on gender. Also, challenge the society's expectations based on their $e*×uality...
In other words, If your sons want to take ballet classes. Work at fashion houses become chefs or nurses. Don't discourage them. Don't say" you are a man, why can't you be a Doctor?"
We Don't Need To Be J€alous Or Envious Nysc
Apology and Prospects of MMM Nigeria by Guider
If your daughters want to take taekwondo classes, fly airplanes, become soldiers or carpenters, don't stop them. Don't say;" you are a lady. Choose a ladylike profession." Teach them freedom of choice even in a world of stereotypes. Let them
My mom came home. She noticed our new properties. She wasn't comfortable with the choices we'd made. So she ordered my brother to collect the red one from me and give me the pink...
Reason; He is a boy. Pink was a girly color. There was no way in the world her son was gonna use a pink toy when a red one was available.
My brother broke down in tears. I joined him too. As a matter of fact, I couldn't let go of the red one. I hated the pink toy as well. We wailed like young widows until Dad came out of the room. He was startled to see us drenched in tears... When we explained, he couldn't believe his ears.
He then apologized on behalf of his wife and told us to keep our toys. According to him, color Na color. Dad taught us freedom of choice irrespective of gender. Dad made us understand that no color code was peculiar to a particular gender.
Yes! In my house, it became perfectly normal for my brother to own pink toys or play with my dolls, and for me to own red or black toys...be them dolls, cars or gu*ns. It was okay for anyone to watch the Batman series, Sleeping beauty, Barbie or Cinderella. All Na film. According to Dad, no film was produced for a particular gender.
Dear parents
To end gender discrimination, let's not overlook these little things...
Raise your kids without the COLOR CODED restrictions the society has placed on gender. Also, challenge the society's expectations based on their $e*×uality...
In other words, If your sons want to take ballet classes. Work at fashion houses become chefs or nurses. Don't discourage them. Don't say" you are a man, why can't you be a Doctor?"
We Don't Need To Be J€alous Or Envious Nysc
Apology and Prospects of MMM Nigeria by Guider
If your daughters want to take taekwondo classes, fly airplanes, become soldiers or carpenters, don't stop them. Don't say;" you are a lady. Choose a ladylike profession." Teach them freedom of choice even in a world of stereotypes. Let them
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