This afternoon I was the priesthood supervision for a Relief Society activity—the first time I’ve ever seen that happen to a single guy under 25. It was really, really cool, though—it was a rather belated celebration of the anniversary of the Relief Society (March 17th), and a couple sisters gave amazing talks. One sister talked about equality in marriage, about walking side by side with your husband—someone very, very desperately needed here (though I think the husbands tend to need to hear this more than the wives). One Brazilian sister who’s here with her husband as a missionary said something that I loved, because I feel the same way—she said, “I really admire you Mozambican women. Without you, this country wouldn’t exist.” When you think about all that the women do here, holding up both the family and the family income, it’s amazing to think about the strength and capability of these women. Whoever said women are the weaker sex, aside from being a complete cretin, has never been to Sub-Saharan Africa.
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Fortunately, I've never said anything more offensive than "Women are the Greek-er sex."
Which, now that I examine it, doesn't really mean anything.
Dude! Danny's in on the action, too! (Though I had to stalk you a bit through your blog to find out who you were). All these new comments from fellow bloggers--I feel like I have blog-arrived.
As for the Greek thing, I suppose you could use that statement to make any number of B.S. gender generalities about the relatively higher female level of Greek-ness. Like their deeper love for representative democracy. Or cucumber-based dishes.
Walking side-by-side: that metaphor is awesomeness. And I think it's so great you get to relieve the society yesterday. It's a very cool place to be on mother's day, though (sigh) no chocolate fountain. It's okay, I guess, because you were able to be around really cool, amazing women in Mozambique. I'm not jealous, really...shoot. Maybe I am.
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