I suppose I’ve always
been sort of a feminist. Even when I was in elementary school, I’ve always wholeheartedly
believed that anything boys can do, girls are perfectly capable of doing, too
(and usually, girls can do it even better). In fact, nothing frustrated me more
than in fourth grade, when I was told I couldn’t play with the guys in their
football game at recess. They played every single day, and I always watched and
observed the plays they ran. Now, I was no stranger to football. My dad taught
me how to throw a wicked spiral, and I often threw around the ball with my
brothers in our backyard. I could throw, I could catch, and I could sprint
pretty fast. I watched the Redskins on TV all the time so I knew all the rules
and positions. However, when I asked the boys in my class if I could play with
them, they laughed and said no.
This made me furious.
They hadn’t even seen me play; they just refused because it would be weird for
a girl to play with them. Not only was I angry, but I was also hurt, because I
was friends with many of the boys in my class, and I expected them to treat me as
an equal with respect. So I did the only thing that I could think of- I created
my own football league for recess play. It was called GFL, the Girls Football
League.
I recruited girls in my
class whom I thought would be a good addition to the GFL. I organized the group
into two teams for scrimmages, assigned people positions, and made up plays for
the girls to follow. We practiced for weeks. I must admit, I didn’t have much
talent to work with, and at first it was nearly impossible to execute a simple
pass to one of our wide receivers. Despite our rocky skills, I had a blast
proving to my classmates and to myself that girls could play football if they
wanted. We actually got much better with time; by our final few days, we scored
multiple touchdowns per practice by throwing passes and running the ball.
After a month of solid
practicing and scrimmaging during our thirty minutes allotted for recess, we
decided that we were ready for the big leagues- we were ready to play against
the boys’ team. I’ll spare the details on the actual match (it wasn’t the best
game ever, and we lost by about 30 points), but I will say that it was an
empowering experience. Though we were less skilled compared to the boys’ team,
just the fact that we were trying and holding our own was the most important
thing for me. I scored a touchdown, which was a real “in your face” moment to
the boys who wouldn’t let me play with them before. Through GFL, I realized
that I am proud to be a girl, and despite the inequality we may face on the playground
or out in the “real world”, I am happy to prove the incredible capabilities of
females.
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