My History of Women #sol21
March 31, 2021
On this last day of March, I consider Women’s History Month.
While I love to read about strong, brave women in history and share these stories with my students, the brave women who set an example for me daily will not be found in those books.
These are the women I come from.
I come from settlers and immigrants. Women leaving homelands and settling out on the prairie in sod houses.
I come from working women. Women with purpose contributing to their families and each other.
I come from sisters not my own. My grandmother’s sisters, my aunts, teaming together planning, supporting, loving, and doing.
I come from strong sisters, my father’s aunts, who stepped up when his own mother passed away. Women with compassion for others and a strong sense of family.
I come from a busy kitchen, the heart of a home, filled with my grandmother finishing one task at a time, busy, busy throughout the day. Her perfect penmanship scrawling across letters conveying love and daily news, a life line for those homesick wanderers.
I come from a sea of women educators spanning decades. Women who taught me, encouraged me, and put me back on the path when I was in the weeds.
I stand with my current band of women, changing the world. Changing the world with their daily actions, their small acts, their example.
I have a history of women. A rich history.
One full of inspiration.