After having a weekend to let the experiences of Friday truly sink in, I have come to treasure those few hours that my group spent at the Boys and Girls club. The girls were so young and they looked so innocent, but I know that even in their young age they have already had to face people telling them that they are not good enough and that they are not valued. I love the fact that my group was able to look them in those same innocent eyes and tell them that they are treasured and important. We were able to break the bondage that the familiar lies had trapped them in and we were able to offer truth.
Along with the presentation of truth, we were also able to tell them why they should fill privileged to be a young woman. Even in their youth they were able to proudly proclaim reasons such as "they get to wear cute clothes" and "they get to always go first in line." They understand that being a woman is a good thing and it is something in which they should be proud. I was able to address they younger generation and tell them how special each one of them are and how they each have different things going of them. I honestly believe that if they could grasp that concept then they will never be held back by the lies of society and culture. Each one of them would take pride in the face that they know who they are and that they are proud of how they look. Because of this I see a generation rising up who does not look for afermation from modles or boys to tell them that they are valuable; they have already discovered that fact on their own.
Monday, November 24, 2008
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