Personal Narrative: My Journey Into Womanhood

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Standing in my kitchen cooking breakfast as I do every Saturday morning. My son is on my hip as my oldest daughter dances around the kitchen, she has headphones on and is listening to music through her cellphone. My two youngest daughters are doing what they do daily…fight. As I attempt to pour waffle mix into the pan my youngest daughter; trying to escape her sister knocks the waffle pan to the ground. Mixture splatters all over me and the baby while the waffle pan hits the floor. “Stop fighting you are young women ACT LIKE IT!”, I screamed. As I frantically attempt to pick up the hot waffle pan my daughter says, “Well what makes us women?”. The very question brought back memories of my own journey into womanhood. My journey

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