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A feminist of the second wave.

I just finished reading A Feminist Till I Die by Arshia Sattar
It is a strange thing to be old enough to remember when there was a woman’s movement. Not little undulations but a wave that rose and washed down on my generation.

Reading the words of Arshia Sattar made my heart beat faster. It helped me te realize that I too will be a feminist till I die. How can I be anything else. When “many men want to believe that feminism has lived its life, that it’s had its day, that women really need to move on—either because we’ve got all we were asking for or because we’re never really going to get it anyway.”

I am a product of the second wave.

What then of the third wave? Will it find solidarity with my generation while remaining dynamic and responding to new circumstances? I will happily be swept up into the third wave just call on me. I will hear my sisters.

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