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I am Scared

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The other day I went to my sister's talent show at school. My mom had asked me to come along to learn how to 'parent'. I gladly went to also show my support for my little sister. I would do anything to see my sister happy.

It was actually quite good. There were children making speeches, doing chemical experiments that left me amazed, and singing. My sister played her flute or recorder (she told us it was not a flute. It looked like a flute to me). It was generally a good performance and I marveled at what the children were showcasing. The events that happened at the end of the show were the ones that had me scared. The dancing.

One girl came on stage and I almost went to cover her up, but because of the world today, my intentions would have been mistaken. I felt horrid and cringed in my seat. I wanted to support these girls dancing, but my eyes always fell on her. I felt sorry for her. She was around my sister's age (12-14). The reason is she was wearing a tight top and she was really blessed in the chest area. Whenever she danced it would seem they would almost fallout and there would be another Janet Jackson incident.

I am a man, agreed; men are generally referred to as thinking with their lower organ, but it is not always the case. If it was my sister, I would have gone on stage and forced her to cover up. Not every man wants to see boobs each and every time. I felt scared because I was thinking if she were to walk around town and meet the 'thirsty' people of this world, what would have happened? I asked what of her parents? How do they feel about their daughter exposing herself?

The world is no longer the same as it was in the 1980s where women wore mini-skirts but men kept off till marriage. Today sex has been sold all over, any slight provocation leads to unwanted consequences. (I know, I know, I already talked about this before, but I feel the need to repeat)

My problem: She did not cover herself well. I had no need to see skin. She is a very beautiful young girl who will one day become a great leader, and leaders do not expose themselves. As Africans we may have shown our body parts long before colonization, but today is totally different. 'Her dress her choice' that is alright. However, men work harder for hidden treasure than exposed ones.

Many women may ask why men are not asking them out today, yet they dress explicitly. Well it is because of the dressing. Men want to conquer not to find exposed lands. This may upset people, but as much as men may be thirsty for big butts, breasts, twerkaholics, we still want a decent lady. That is why most marriages are not lasting because a woman has to constantly keep herself looking pretty and exposing her body to keep her man.

I am scared that the next generation and even mine will be in constant argument about dressing and whether it affects the psychology of people. To that little girl she was fine the way she was dressed. Not even her teachers stopped the performance to ask her to cover up. I am happy however when she came for the second dance she covered herself and buttoned her jacket. Someone must have listened to my silent complaints. This is why I wrote women are queens, and they should treat themselves and be treated as such.


I am old school. I appreciate women who know their worth and work hard to protect. Every one has a rights to dress as they want. I am also entitled to rights of having an opinion and my opinion is that women cover yourselves up. You are beautiful, you do not have to show the world to prove it.

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But I am not perfect. I saw something was wrong and did not stand up to say it. I cannot judge her dressing because she knows herself. With the constant pressures that young kids have during their adolescent lives, it is very unfair to blame them when they are trying to make a statement. Maybe her dressing was in rebellion to her parents or a way to look 'cool' in front of her peers. If given the chance, I wish I could encourage her, tell her she is beautiful just the way she is.


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