Being A Girl 's Mother

896 WordsApr 6, 20164 Pages
On being a Girl’s Mother I have wanted to be the mother of girls, not boys. I was afraid I would not be able to raise them properly in such a male-centered world. I already had a son. I loved him very much, but I still wanted to have a daughter. Then, that Friday, in June 25th, 1982, I went to the hospital just hoping to deliver a girl. During the caesarian session, I fell asleep, I was feeling very tired. When I woke up, I was in a room. My mother was with me. She told me it was a girl, a very beautiful little girl. I asked the nurse to bring my daughter to me. The moment I saw that little baby, and I had her in my arms, I knew I have just found the light of my life. She looked at me with the most beautiful eyes, and I breastfed her. Till now, I think of that moment as the happiest moment of my life. On Travelling to Florianópolis Before 1993, I have thought of my hometown, Teresina, as the center of the world, as the place I would live forever. In August that year, however, I met someone who was to become one of my best friends, who asked me why I had not yet taken a Master degree. My answer was quite simple: there were no Master courses in my city. Then he suggested me to go to Florianópolis, in Santa Catarina. The Federal University there would be the best in my filed. I was a little scared, but I decided to apply. In December 4th, 1993, I took the plane for Florianópolis. It was a seven-hour straight flight. I will never forget the moment the plane was approaching the
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