Who is the Only Guilty One?
As a girl, I am aware that I can draw unwanted attention, mostly by males who lack manners and perhaps a few brain cells. Since I was quite young, with the advice of my mother, I have become highly immune to any remarks thrown at me by these particular individuals. Whatever they do or say usually makes no difference to me. Nevertheless, on an occasion, I was quite affected by the words said by someone whom I saw daily for a few weeks. I was wearing a formal blouse and formal skirt, nothing ‘vulgar’ about it. Only my legs, knees down, my face and my palms were bare. So, there was this guy sitting in front of me whose eyes were transfixed on my legs and I was not sure at first if that was the case. Long story short, he passed some rather crude comments about me and my poor limbs to one of his friends. When I heard about it, my initial reaction was to feel quite disgusted by myself. I felt dirty. Questions swarmed in my head. Did he really think so little of me to actually im...