This is family-related. Ish.
I used to be a tom-boy. I wore pants all the time, took Tae-Kwon-Do (I still put my fist up when I’m suprised, reflex that won’t seem to go away) and wanted to be treated as equal to a boy. In strength and everything. Yet I still wore my hair long…
Anyways, now I’ve taken a liking to skirts, I’m being a bit more courtious and polite than I used to be and I’ve noticed something.
The women’s movement has sucked everyone in. I used to hold the door for everyone (ok, I still do), but for a boy to hold a door for a girl is rare. I’m almost shocked when a kind boy at school does that for me. And carrying books is unheard of. The boy’s are letting this happen. There are boys and men out there afraid of paying for dinner, or holding the door, because their woman might snap at them. ‘I can do it myself.’
Now, I’m all for a woman doing what she can and getting paid similiar wages. Go to war if you can handle it, if you can do it. You can help. But that does not mean that men have to back down. There are still traditionalist girls out there (me) that want someone to hold the door or pull out their chair for them. If you go on a date and she snaps at you for helping her into her chair, she isn’t right for you.
So, my challenge to all men and young men out there, become the chivalrous knights that every girl secretly wishes for. Become The Lover from the Song of Songs.
4 He has taken me to the banquet hall,
and his banner over me is love.
5 Strengthen me with raisins,
refresh me with apples,
for I am faint with love.
6 His left arm is under my head,
and his right arm embraces me.
Song of Songs 2: 4-6