It was Christmas morning, and I was unwrapping Christmas presents along with my brothers.
Each of my brothers tore open a big box to find a whole set of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I got excited. We watched the cartoon religiously on Saturday mornings. Maybe I’d finally get my own Ninja Turtles as well.
I opened my remaining gifts. A doll, some clothes, and a purse. No Ninja Turtles. I looked at my gifts. They weren’t bad, just not nearly as good as what my brothers had received.
For the first time in my life, being a girl seemed to be an annoyance.
Each of my brothers tore open a big box to find a whole set of Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles. I got excited. We watched the cartoon religiously on Saturday mornings. Maybe I’d finally get my own Ninja Turtles as well.
I opened my remaining gifts. A doll, some clothes, and a purse. No Ninja Turtles. I looked at my gifts. They weren’t bad, just not nearly as good as what my brothers had received.
For the first time in my life, being a girl seemed to be an annoyance.
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