So mr. delagar took the kid to class with him, up the hill, at the real university, as he calls it...
She sat through his two WLIT I classes, and only threw her stuffed duck at him once (when he said J. K. Rowling was a terrible writer).
But here's the part that makes me proud.
In one class, he asked all the feminists to raise their hands?
My kid was the only one who did.
(Well, it makes me proud *and* ill, I have to admit: 45 students in that class, probably 2/3 of them women, none of them feminists? I want to rise up from this chair and go do some damn WORK. Zelda! Mouse! To the Barricades!)
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Be proud indeed! I hope the women in Mr. D's classes learned something from her!
Awesomeness!
I've got my menswear on and I'm ready for for the frontline. Let's go.
Okay, maybe I've got my girl clothes on, but still lets go!
:)
I started to be offended, but then I decided that this was an "up-the-hill" issue, rather than a general assembling of your ranks. . . .
The Other Liberal Professor
Hell yeah. We're already fighting the good fight down here, I reckoned.
How disturbing, but I'll bet her action makes some of them go back home and think on it.
Part of the problem, I think, is connotative definitions--I've heard a number of women say, "I'm a feminist but I don't hate men," as if the two would otherwise be mutually exclusive.
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