By Emily Graham, graduate of Bowdoin College & former JWI Intern
This article appeared in the Washington Jewish Week on February 24, 2011
I never considered myself much of a feminist before I left home for college. On the contrary, I found the word to be a rather undignified and dated term, which was not at all applicable to the life of a Jewish girl coming from a liberal, upper-middleclass background. I remember vividly a group discussion that took place during high school health class, in which one student announced that a girl was “asking for it” if she dressed provocatively and was subsequently sexually assaulted. When I objected, the student turned to me and muttered “feminist” under his breath. Red in the face, I quickly recoiled, ashamed to have been associated with the bra burners and Betty Friedans of my mother’s generation. The horror.