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Kobi · 08-21-2011, 10:33 AM

I am reading a book called "Click. When we knew we were feminists" by Martin and Sullivan.

It is an anthology of stories by women and a man about the events surrounding the moment when the lightbulb clicked and they knew they were feminists. Some stories are sweet, some sad, some maddening, all educational.

So, I'm wondering, what were the events surrounding your Click! moment?

For me, it was a Sunday back in the early 60's. My Dad, a stereotypical macho Italian man, was driving me and my brothers home from our weekly visit to the Grandparents. My Mom was home recovering from recent surgery.

When we were almost home, I asked my Dad to drop me off at my cousins cuz I wanted to go play. I was greeted with a tirade on his expectations of me as the girl/female when my Mother was sick. It blossomed into his overall expectations of females period.

I was 6 years old. That was the moment I knew I was a feminist.

And you?

08-21-2011, 10:33 AM	#1
Kobi Infamous Member How Do You Identify?: Biological female. Lesbian. Relationship Status: Happy Join Date: Feb 2010 Location: Hanging out in the Atlantic. Posts: 9,234 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 9,840 Thanked 34,617 Times in 7,640 Posts Rep Power: 21474860	Click.... when we knew we were feminists I am reading a book called "Click. When we knew we were feminists" by Martin and Sullivan. It is an anthology of stories by women and a man about the events surrounding the moment when the lightbulb clicked and they knew they were feminists. Some stories are sweet, some sad, some maddening, all educational. So, I'm wondering, what were the events surrounding your Click! moment? For me, it was a Sunday back in the early 60's. My Dad, a stereotypical macho Italian man, was driving me and my brothers home from our weekly visit to the Grandparents. My Mom was home recovering from recent surgery. When we were almost home, I asked my Dad to drop me off at my cousins cuz I wanted to go play. I was greeted with a tirade on his expectations of me as the girl/female when my Mother was sick. It blossomed into his overall expectations of females period. I was 6 years old. That was the moment I knew I was a feminist. And you?