{"id":462,"date":"2015-04-14T18:56:39","date_gmt":"2015-04-14T22:56:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/nightowl.owu.edu\/?p=462"},"modified":"2015-04-14T18:56:39","modified_gmt":"2015-04-14T22:56:39","slug":"tomboy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/2015\/04\/14\/tomboy\/","title":{"rendered":"Tomboy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Elizabeth Riggio<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nTomboy.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nI haven\u2019t thought much about this word since I was 11 years old and it was practically my middle name.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nAnd I have history with my middle name.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nWhen I was younger, people thought I was good at soccer and that I was athletic. This was a source of pride for me. I thought it a compliment. I felt empowered to prove I could play with the boys.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nWhen I got a little older, my feelings changed. When I played on a boys&#8217; team, the other teams would laugh that we had a girl on our team. I was the tomboy at school because I played soccer with the boys at recess.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nSometimes I wore it like a badge, proudly displaying that I wasn&#8217;t afraid of the boys. But sometimes it made me feel like I was less feminine; like I was less of a girl because of it. As if femininity and masculinity could be categorized so easily. There were days I would sit and talk with my girl friends or play hopscotch because I wanted to seem like a normal girl.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nToday, when people comment on my athleticism, it sounds like what they\u2019re really saying is: &#8220;Wow, I didn&#8217;t expect a woman to be any good but you&#8217;re actually okay!&#8221; A man would never seem as surprised at another man\u2019s athletic ability in the way men are surprised at a woman\u2019s athletic ability.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nSo I have a letter to all these men.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nTo the Soccer-Playing Men of the World:<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     Yes, I can kick a ball.<\/p>\n<p>No, it\u2019s not that amazing.<\/p>\n<p>Yeah, I might kick your ass in a game.<\/p>\n<p>Please don\u2019t get annoyed and frustrated with me.<\/p>\n<p>Or deterred.<\/p>\n<p>Or think there must be something wrong with you that you can\u2019t beat a girl.<\/p>\n<p>We\u2019re both athletes, right?<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     Yes, I am a woman.<\/p>\n<p>No, you don\u2019t need to go easy on me.<\/p>\n<p>I certainly won\u2019t go easy on you.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m too competitive.<\/p>\n<p>And I wouldn\u2019t insult you like that.<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     The word tomboy continues to sound like:<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m not feminine.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m not normal.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019m a boy.<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     You can roll your eyes when I ask to play.<\/p>\n<p>I\u2019ll just roll the ball through your legs.<\/p>\n<p>I hope you\u2019re secure enough in yourself<\/p>\n<p>To handle that.<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     You can say \u201cno one cares about women\u2019s soccer\u201d<\/p>\n<p>But maybe you will<\/p>\n<p>When a woman scores on you.<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     \u201cI\u2019ll do it better. Know why?<\/p>\n<p>Because I\u2019m a boy.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>You\u2019ve never played soccer.<\/p>\n<p>But you already know you will be better.<br \/>\n<br \/>\nWell then I guess I already know I\u2019ll be better at cooking and cleaning.<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     Yeah, sometimes I cry.<\/p>\n<p>At least I\u2019m brave enough.<\/p>\n<p>And sometimes I bleed.<\/p>\n<p>But I don\u2019t fake injury.<\/p>\n<p>Or blame the ref.<\/p>\n<p>Or stop playing.<\/p>\n<p>I take it like a woman.<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\n&nbsp;<br \/>\nI\u2019m not that good.<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     When a man says he\u2019s better than any woman,<\/p>\n<p>A fury unleashes inside me.<\/p>\n<p>And then I hate myself<\/p>\n<p>When he\u2019s better than me too.<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     I couldn\u2019t be the woman<\/p>\n<p>Who shut him up.<br \/>\n<br \/>\n     The one who could tell him<\/p>\n<p>Women are here<br \/>\n<br \/>\nWe are strong.\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Elizabeth Riggio &nbsp; &nbsp; Tomboy. I haven\u2019t thought much about this word since I was 11 years old and it was practically my middle name. And I have history with my middle name. When I was younger, people thought I was good at soccer and that I was athletic. This was a source of pride [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":540,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-462","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-written-by"],"blocksy_meta":{"styles_descriptor":{"styles":{"desktop":"","tablet":"","mobile":""},"google_fonts":[],"version":6}},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/462","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/540"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=462"}],"version-history":[{"count":12,"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/462\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":474,"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/462\/revisions\/474"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=462"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=462"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/sites.owu.edu\/nightowl\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=462"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}