Today my heart aches for children, but especially girls. Girls whose childhood is stripped away too early. I remember when men started taking notice of me. When I wore shorts on a summer day and walked down the street in my hometown and a man wolf-whistled at me.
I was thirteen. I had no idea what the thoughts of those men were when they ogled me. If I’d known, I probably would never have left the house again. As it was, I blushed and felt like I’d done something wrong.
That was my first introduction to what some men think girls are good for. Today, in a courtroom, a powerful man is calling 14-year-olds “underaged women”. Which indicates that once a female begins menstruating, she’s only good for one thing. I mean, hey, what else are girls good for?
Well, I wrote this for the mothers of “underage women” and for the “underage women” themselves. We are good for so much more.
What Good is a Girl?
By Michelle Garren Flye
She can sing like a lark and make you feel like you’re flying.
She can paint pictures with words that leave you sighing.
She can build the best sand castles, run fleetly to the sea—
And leave you wondering, what else can she be?
She can spend hours in a tree just reading a book.
She might even share if you climb up to take a look.
She can tell jokes that make you belly laugh out loud—
Or lay back on the grass and point out a castle in a cloud.
She’ll defend you against enemies, always come to your aid.
She’ll build the best science project, make the best grade.
She can net the winning basket or hit the last goal—
One thing is sure, life with her never gets old.
What good is a girl? you dare to ask.
Better than you deserve, you stupid ass.