Ok so now you know how I’ve begun, but what makes me a renaissance woman?
She is a person who finds almost everything interesting and learns to be comfortable in her own skin. If she enjoys something it doesn’t have to be what others’ imagine she should like or if it suits her other personas. Afterall we are multifaceted individuals.
She doesn’t have to jump on the bandwagon because that’s what everyone else is doing. But thinks everything though when presented to her. I have often been accused of reinventing the lightbulb.
Early in the feminist movement I was already a stay at home mom. I’ve always been a news junky so I listened and heard what everyone else was saying. How I longed to be amid the hoards of woman fighting for equality and shaking off the shackles consisting of bras and girdles. I wanted to stand alongside other women and yell how they had to put up with men in the workplace being rude, insulting, inappropriate and sometimes more than just saying things actually putting their hands on you. I remember all the young women who worked in the bank (I was seventeen when I got a job in the bank) had to wait for the next elevator if certain men were getting on. You didn’t want to be alone with them on the elevator. Not after having done it once. All the other employees and management knew about these people. But the answer you got when you went to someone to complain was, “Wait for the next elevator. You know how he is.”