good girls don't talk back
growing up in a tradition
where young girls are silenced
and kept busy with dolls and pretend food
our voices were lost
in our childhoods
we were taught to find pride amongst other things –
to find it
in our silky black hair
our almond shaped windows to our souls
our petite-framed bodies
and our silence
but as i break through the intergenerational barriers
of my family’s traditions and customs
i realize that my voice is as beautiful
as what the grown ups say about my
pretty little face
my voice is soft but it is firm
after a childhood of suppression
it breaks through the surface –
like a freshly sprouted plant through a bed of soil,
and it grows stronger and more resilient
i now reclaim what was always mine
the voice inside that told me to keep going
when i felt like i couldn’t
the voice inside that told me to leave
when he was torching me up in gas-lit fires
the voice inside that told me
that it was created for greater things –
for things that were bigger than me
and now it speaks proudly to audiences
about the education of healthy relationships for teenage girls
about the importance of all-inclusivity for people with disabilities
about the solutions and resources to help end child marriages
about first-hand experiences in working with children with Autism
about the cherished memories made with refugee students
my voice was silenced in my childhood
SO IT CAN ROAR THROUGHOUT THE REST OF MY LIFETIME.
SO IT CAN SPEAK ABOUT THE UNSPOKEN OF HUMANITY.
good girls don’t talk back
but great women do.
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