Woman's day

I was informed that yesterday was National Women's day in South Africa when one of my co-workers gave me a stapled computer print out with a picture of a tiny puppy frolicking among gigantic rose petals wearing a heart around his neck that said "wuv me?". On the second page it said:

Respect A Woman Because...
You can feel her INNOCENCE in the form of a daughter
You can fee her CARE in the form of a sister
You can feel her WARMTH in the form of a friend
You can feel her PASSION in the form of a beloved
You can feel her DEDICATION in the form of a wife
You can feel her DIVINITY in the form of a mother
You can feel her BLESSING in the form of a grandmother
Yet she is so TOUGH too...
Her heart is so TENDER...
So NAUGHTY...
So CHARMING...
So SHARING...
So MELODIOUS...
She is a WOMEN
AND SHE IS LIFE!!!


To all the wonderful women that I know, I hope you have a fantastic woman's month and woman's day on Saturday hope you won't forget how special you are!!!

So while I don't know how I feel about how the poem reinforces antiquated gender roles, I think it's pretty kickass that there is so much enthusiasm for a day devoted to women. Apparently International Women's Day is a US holiday that falls later in August, but I've never heard of it. Here at the University of the Witwatersrand the week was devoted to women's day festivities (I heard that the joint (!) Rasta/Women's day party was a blast). It wasn't just my co-worker who gave me glad tidings, but even the security guard at my dormitory wished me a happy women's day and told me to remind my daddy or boyfriend to take me out. So Dad, you, me, belated woman's day celebration when I get back?

I celebrated in my own way with a coconut samoosa, which is pretty much heaven in a tiny fried shell.