When I was a little girl, it
was anathema to think that someone like me could grow up to be the
Prime Minister of Canada. After all, I was just a girl. The
P.M.s were men---they were always men! It was a club with
a giant 'No Girls Allowed' sign on the door!
Then,
just two weeks after my ninth birthday, I saw my country being led
by a woman. I cannot tell you how overjoyed I was, how inspired I
was, how hopeful I felt. I remember my mother picking me up in her
arms and spinning me around. A female Prime Minister! Une Mme.
Premiere Ministre! God, all the raspberries I blew at the boys in
my class who told me that women never amounted to anything!
...Now, I'm white. I have no idea what it's like
to be a person of colour in America. But I still burst into tears of
joy when I saw who is now taking the reins due South. I cannot imagine
how many little kids of colour are starting to feel the same kind of
hope that bloomed in me almost sixteen years ago.
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