“The last march I was in was to end the war in Vietnam. I marched with my mother, my son Chris in a baby carriage, and many hundreds of Upper West Siders… We all, men and women, in our right minds must stand together to fight the madness that is taking over our government today and endangering our lives.”
“Being assaulted was one of the reasons I had to march. When I was in my teens, I was groped a few times at school and on the subway. I was never taught to fight back. Out of shame and fear, I kept it quiet from my parents. My last assault was on the Bedford Park Station platform. I was 19 and alone. A group of laughing young boys started touching me below my waist. I screamed and pushed them off. I escaped to the nearest exist. This time, I ran home and told my parents. Thanks to feminism, I was able to scream, cry, and rant to my parents. They gave me their support.
“I began marching for causes during the Vietnam War and I’ve continued to march or do whatever is necessary to peacefully promote rights that are being stepped on or denied—especially [those having to do with] birth control, domestic violence, and rape. This march comes on the heels of a horrid candidate who won the presidency and has vowed to stop funding for women’s rights in general, beginning with Planned Parenthood. If you vote, you should have a say for what your government is doing on your behalf. We the women are the people. We matter.”
“Most recently I took part in Occupy Wall Street and since then have dedicated my efforts to direct community action where I can contribute to the change I’d like to see. I co-teach a weekly dance-theatre class for young girls (ages 4 to 12) in the Bronx. Many of our kids are from foster families and some were headed for ‘special education’ but are now are in ‘Gifted and Talented’ programs for youth. That’s direct action.
I was glad to be at the women’s march, and to see so many people—women and men of all ages and boys and girls from different communities—raising their voices and showing solidarity. I loved seeing the different signs and banners people created on recycled cardboard boxes and the t-shirts and handmade signs of all shapes and sizes, each with a unique message. My favorite t-shirt said: ‘GIRLS JUST WANT TO HAVE FUNdamental Human Rights!'”