Rhyme's Diary Reboot Entry 3


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Somehow, the Chicken Girls have gone from a girl gang to a feminist movement. Oh yeah, and I’m the one who started it.

At first, I didn’t mean for this to happen. Of course, I do think Home Ec is outdated and unfair, and I did write the essay about it. But, I didn’t mean for any of my friends to read it. And I certainly didn’t intend to be the first freshman with a front page story in the Attaway Appeal.

But, here I am.

It started with Tim publishing my article (did I mention, the front page?!). I could barely finish reading my own words on the page before Luna and Ellie (or, should I say, Ellie 2.0) were leading a boycott out of Home Ec class. Before I knew it, Stef was in the library telling us her friends were ready to petition and protest. She asked for my ideas. She was I was the voice of the movement.

I didn’t feel ready to use my voice. I mean, I’m Rhyme. Just a quiet freshman, happy to keep to myself and my best friends. Then, I think about the fact that just a few months ago, I was singing and dancing onstage as the surprise lead in Rodeo and Juliet. Ellie went from conforming to the Bs to making her incredible speech at the Winter Formal, and now she even broke into the principal’s office to announce our protest. It’s kind of crazy to think about how you can become almost a different person, doing things you never thought you’d do, in such a short amount of time. But, I guess that’s high school.

The more I thought about it, the more I started to feel ready. That’s why I told Ezra: I guess I’m a feminist. I mean, I am a feminist. I don’t want to be put into one box of who I am, or told that I have to be stuck ironing while the guys can focus on other things. Women deserve every opportunity, and I want to be part of a movement that’s fighting for it. Or, I suppose, the face of a movement, though that’ll take some getting used to.

I want to stand up for my beliefs. I want to be strong, and fierce, and independent. I wonder if you ever feel confident, like you’ve made it and you can do anything. Or does it just come to you by doing the things that feel right, even when they’re terrifying? I guess I just have to keep going. Wish me luck!

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