Creating the future Leslie Knopes of the world

So here’s a fun game: Spot Kate among the 8th graders!

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Top row: Emma, Haley, Rachel, Hannah, Heaven, my co-mentor Carolyn, Olivia; Bottom row: Reagan, me, Mackenzie, Lauren, Anya

Last week I volunteered as a mentor for Girls’ Day at the State House with the Maine Women’s Policy Center. It was an amazing day, but as you can probably see from the picture of my group, I was often mistaken for one of the students. Continue reading Creating the future Leslie Knopes of the world

Feminist (magazine) issues

I recently did something I haven’t done in a few years… I bought a copy of Teen Vogue. It’s not that I don’t like the magazine (I follow it on every social media platform), but I thought I had outgrown it. When I saw Amandla Stenberg on the cover, though, I jumped on it.

Not only is the feature story in the February issue about Amandla, who is known for her video on cultural appropriation “Don’t Cash Crop My Cornrows” and for playing Rue in The Hunger Games, the whole edition is about feminism. I haven’t seen another mainstream women’s or girls’ magazine do this. Ever. Correct me if I’m wrong. Continue reading Feminist (magazine) issues

Girl Up does Black (women) History Month

As a white girl from a very small town in New Hampshire, I’m hardly an expert on the history and accomplishments of black women. Nevertheless, I ended up giving a presentation on this very topic to a group of sixth and seventh grade girls on Monday.

I recently started volunteering with Girl Up, a United Nations Foundation national campaign for girls. The organization, which “engages girls to take action,” has numerous chapters and clubs around the country, including one at a middle school in my city.  Continue reading Girl Up does Black (women) History Month

That one time I met Gloria Steinem

So this happened…

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Me and my new BFF. Be jealous.

This glorious encounter (pun intended, obviously) didn’t happen by chance. In fact, it required a lot of worthwhile sacrifice on my part. I drove almost two hours and crammed myself into the world’s smallest juice bar full of 75 passionate Hillary Clinton supporters. While waiting for Gloria to arrive, I spent a lot of time saying the following phrases: Continue reading That one time I met Gloria Steinem