I’m in 4th grade and I ask my teacher why the boys pick on us girls for our outfits and our words. I remember boys mocking the girls for saying a simple phrase. At a young age I question everything I say to make sure I didn’t sound stupid so I wouldn’t be mocked. But it’s ok, boys will be boys.
I’m a freshman in high school and girls weren’t allowed to wear tank tops with skinny straps even though it was 90 degrees and no air conditioning. I guess it’s too distracting for boys to be near a girl whose shoulder was exposed. We are forced to dress a certain way so boys are able to focus on learning instead of looking at a girls’ shoulder. But it’s ok, boys will be boys.
I’m a freshman in college and I receive an unwanted message on Facebook from a guy who decided to send a picture of his penis. He tells me “I couldn’t handle it”, when in reality, I shouldn’t even have to be handling this situation. But it’s ok, boys will be boys.
I’m a sophomore in college and it’s dark and rainy while I stand waiting for my boyfriend to pick me up. A group of guys walk past me asking if I had any friends and if I was alone. I get called a bitch for not responding to their disgusting comments. As they leave one guy apologized for his friends’ actions. He shouldn’t have to. But it’s ok, boys will be boys.
I’m a junior in college and I am walking uptown with friends. A guy thought it would be funny to grab my breast while walking past me. I’m a junior in college and a public bus driver tells me he wishes I could drive him everywhere, and how he wants to see me everyday. I’m a junior in college and I’m in a bar while this guy is trying a little too hard. I kindly tell him I have a boyfriend, and suddenly he’s the victim and I’m the bitch. I’m a junior in college and I’m walking home from class as the construction workers thought it would be attractive to whistle with a little smurk. It wasn’t. But it’s ok, boys will be boys.