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It's Not the Toy's Fault

She knew not how to move the G. I. Joe in the field.

She knew not how to sound while pretending to drive the Hotwheels cars.

She knew not what it was to play as Superman.

She knew not if FIFA would ever install itself in her brain.

She was given a Barbie doll.

She was given a kitchen set.

She was given the role of a mother to play.

She was given the role of a homemaker to play.

She learned to indulge in kitchen unaware of the tricks to kick a ball.

She learned to feed the child and teach the morals and manners.

She was alienated from the Trump cards and the army-like scenarios.

She knew not how to play a robot car.

She knew though that her boy needs one.

Source- Google
The Barbie dolls, the Hotwheels cars lay in one store in different stacks,

Unaware of the stereotypes they helped to form and encourage.

The girl wanted pink, the boy wanted blue.


If only the toys had any clue.

Comments

Pramod said…
I understand the sentiments behind these words, my princess. I am sorry for having failed to give you the right opportunity at the right time.But you are free now. Do whatever you like to do but take care not to hurt yourself.
I must mention here to you that this post is not personal in the way you have assumed it to be. I am fine. A friend suggested me to write on the topic. I found it interesting. The post is inspired by the essay of Roland Barthes's 'Toys' from 'The Mythologies', in a way. Even though I took 'She' as the main subject here, the same thing can be said for 'Him' too. There is a broader aspect to it, social aspect rather than personal. Everything that I type out isn't always my story.
Thank you. :)

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