When I was a senior in high school, something happened one day that I never forgot. In my U.S. History class, the teacher asked us to raise our hands if we considered ourselves feminist. My hand shot up without hesitation, but when I looked around, I immediately felt ostracized. Nobody else raised their hands, and I couldn't understand why. Didn't they feel that women should have every right that men have? Didn't they believe …showed first 75 words of 1068 total…

…showed last 75 words of 1068 total…gone to an all day "workshop" like that before, and I'm glad my experience turned out to be so positive. I have so much respect for all the women who ran the workshops, and it was really a great privilege to learn from all of them. They all had a distinct message to bring to the table and made me see feminism in multiple angles, deepening my understanding of what it means to be feminist.