A Feminist Survivor: A Short Story

“I have a bad feeling about this!” said Gary. The squad trapsed around, scanning their surroundings with eyes like a hawks, but they neglected the fact that under the water, hungry eye’s stared. Gary stepped to the water's edge and said “Hey guy’s, there’s some pl-!”. He screamed as a beast burst from the water and crushed him in its jaws. Everyone turned but all they saw was a sail slowly slip under the water as it became cloudy, turning a bright red.

From reading the summary on “Why We Still Need Feminism”, the writer used the guidelines for writing summaries but missed a few key components. The writer cited the author and title of the text but rarely used any direct quotes or paraphrasing. The summary was more objective but the writer did put their personal opinion in some areas of the summary but overall, the writer conveyed what the author was trying to express in a very factual way. The writer does use author tags throughout the summary, for example, by saying “Cavanaugh asserts” or “Casey Cavanaugh argues”. It is very clear in the summary that the writer is giving the author the credit deserved. My interpretation of the summary was interested. I was very keen to read how the writer

REPORTER: The reporter/niece (Terita) called to report neglect for the victim, Mattie. Mattie’s is blind, and needs assistance with her ADL’s. The reporter stated that Netasha (daughter) and Rick (boyfriend) are neglecting the victim. According to the reporter, Mattie ahs been blind for 5 or 6 years, and the home has been in horrible conditions for a while. The reporter said her brother (unknown) spoke with Natasha, a year ago, about her mother’s living conditions. The reporter said the house has cob webs, spider webs, and animals (unknown type) inside. The reporter said the ceiling is caving in near the back of the home. The tub is not being used, and the victim is not bathing. “You can see the dirt on her/victim”. The kitchen is in horrible

The epitome of the strength, the fate of the household, the lamp of the enlightenment, the solace to the family, the replica of the sacrifice, the most adorable, the most innocent, the most vivacious creature on earth, and the creator who fosters life is the only word 'women' which has the whole world in it.

But time flew by very fast and soon we had our lifejackets on and ready to go tubing! “Yay! Finally!” I whispered to Evelyn. “You’re going to go tubing for the first time, so exciting!”. We walked to the end of the dock where the speedboat was and the guy driving the boat started asking questions. “So how many of you have gone tubing?” our boat driver asked. “I have” Pier said, “So have I” Georgia added. “She’s the only one of us who hasn’t gone tubing” I replied pointing to Evelyn. “Ok so everyone here is experts except for you, huh”, “Yup”, “Ok sounds good”. I smiled at Evelyn and she smiled back. “So who’s going with who?” the man asked, “We’re going together” I said grabbing her closer to me so he would know for sure that we were going together. “Ok, you two on this tube’ the boat driver said pointing to the left ‘And you two over here”. We got onto our tubes and he showed us the signals in case of an emergency. And off we went. “Hold on tight, Evey” I said, and smiled. I held on with one hand so I could reach down and touch the water. The deep blue water was sparkling in the sun. The cold water brushed my hand as I dipped my fingertips in. It almost felt like were flying on

On the rubber dingy fear coursed thought my blood. I held tightly onto Yara as we were pushed and pulled as more and more people tried to fit onto the boat. I could see Mama and Papa amongst the crowd gathered on the shore. The silent tears streaked down my eyes. This was the last time I may see them. Through the black night they were faintly illuminated by the flickering light, amid a crowd of strangers anxious to escape. The small engine roared to life and the small dingy lurched forward, escaping into the endless darkness that lay ahead.

Looking past Sadie struggling to hold onto her board in front of her, a sliver of blue came into vision from ahead. A feeling of apprehension crept into Leah’s mind, like a bad memory. Although she said nothing about it, the vastness of the ocean that Leah would shortly embark on soon began to overwhelm her, and she had second thoughts.

Women are not good enough. These are the words that fill the mouths of most men. From the time women are pushed out of their mother’s womb, they have one strike against them. Ever since I can remember women have been viewed as a lower rank to men, which affects the everyday lives of human beings in today’s society. On a popular television show Being Mary Jane, the protagonist is a very strong black woman who is the face of prime time news.

The feminist movement came to fruition during the early 20th century. Over all, the push for women 's suffrage and rights was strong, but further enhanced by leaders like Alice Paul and Jane Addams. The idea of equal rights for all was further scrutinized and contested after civil rights were granted to former slaves. Women began to push for similar equality as illustrated through the feminist movement.

“Um. Are you so sure about this?,” I asked Kate, my softball teammate. My voice was crackling like a fire pit. ”Of course! It’s so fun! I love the wave pool!” she replied. I turned around and looked at Jenna, another one of my teammates. “Don’t worry. You don’t have to go if you don’t want to,” she said. Her voice calm. Like the water, I didn’t want to go in. Before I could reply, Kate dragged me in. Oh boy! This wave pool is going to be wild! I thought to myself. Around 5 minutes later, I chilled out. I was talking with Libby and Ashley. They are two more of my teammates. Suddenly, I heard a siren. Jenna saw I looked puzzled and she told me,”That siren means the waves are coming.” I am a nervous wreck!, I thought.

People justify their actions primarily on the history and “traditions” they were taught. Religious history can be found as the reasoning behind holding gender asymmetry in modern society; seeing that religion is a main social institution that plays a big part in patriarchy, it is not shocking for people to use this to maintain injustices between genders. Within the actual church system, anyone can see the gender asymmetry by looking at the head of the church; most pastors and priests are indeed males. While there are some female leaders in various churches, a lot of these women are looked down upon, held to different standards, and given less respect due to the historical references society has put on church leadership.

Although many people assume feminism to be a form of anti-male mentality, Toni Morrison’s novel Beloved proves that is not the case. In the middle of slavery, inequality, racism and severe societal discourse, the central focus is on women. Other complex, well-developed male characters relate to issues of equality and racism in their trials and tribulations. In several instances, both the males and females of this story work together and find comfort in each other while dealing with their struggles. Through the feminist critical approach, the women of Beloved are better understood.

That “women live dispersed among men” is the unifying condition of women and the feminist movement (de Beauvoir 8). Beyond that, differences in culture, in privilege, in circumstance all speak of the community that never was. Even so, both history and current conversation speak of women as though they were a unified group. If gender is performative and is the result of “an historical situation,” this generalization of women declares that women experience gender in one way (Butler 520). From this emerges a war that isolates woman in the effort to define what it is to be a woman.

In the story, Thank you Ma’am, the woman is strict, and mean at the beginning of the story, and as the plot develops toward the end, the woman lets her soft side shine. At the beginning, the woman is walking, and Roger, tries to steal her purse. At that, the woman lashes out with her mean and strict side as shown by kicking and shaking the kid. Afterwards, she invites him to dinner and gives him $10 to buy a pair of blue suede shoes. Thus her soft side.

“Hurry up! We’re going to miss the boat!,” Sonali yelled back to her mom and dad who were running behind her in the hot Florida sun. As she was running, pulling her 1,000 pound suitcase and carrying a bulging green backpack, she caught a whiff of the ocean which smelled like a sewer. Dripping with sweat and tired from what seemed like an eternity of running down the mile long dock, they made it onto the boat just in time.