I’ll never forget when my 8th grade English teacher wouldn’t let a girl go to the bathroom and he saw the tampon in her hand and goes “oh so you were trying eat candy with out sharing with the rest of us, go ahead open it and share with everyone” and she looked so embarrassed so she responds with “I can’t open it now and share the candy because it’s a tampon for my bleeding vagina” and my teacher just stared at her in horror as she left the room.
Realigning for the tampon story
Back when I was in high school, one time some boys in my class did a presentation on “the innate differences between boys and girls”, and near the end the girls and the boys in the class each had to nominate someone for a secret thing. The girls picked me.
Then they made me arm wrestle the dude who got picked by the boys.
And guess what? I won, because at the time I was rock climbing and doing martial arts and playing tennis almost every day of the week, and that thoroughly wrecked the presentation’s conclusion, which was supposed to be “boys are stronger than girls and that’s just a fact” and these dudes didn’t know how to recover from me smashing that expectation.
It’s still one of my proudest moments.
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