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ZZAM

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No. That's it. The word no. When a guy says no it's not usually questioned, they don't have to go into a long detailing as to why. When a woman says no to pretty much anything they're either asked or they feel compelled to have to explain why their answer is no. No is a complete sentence.

Hey Pandas, What Was Your First Experience With Sexism?

***might be triggering. just a warning*** I was 6, I was with my sisters at a school playground. Because it was in the off hours, there was no adult supervision on the playground. There was a lot of kids on the playground that day. I was on one end of the playground when I saw one of my neighbors, a boy 3 years older than I was, push a girl in the middle of the playground off her rollerblades. Like a flock of vultures a group of about 5 boys closed in on her. They went near to her, then scurried away. If she tried to get up, they pushed her down again. One of them, I'm not sure which, pulled down her pants. It was a cold day, so she was wearing thermal underwear, thankfully. My sisters, only slightly older than I was, told me not to get involved. I knew I was seeing something bad happening and no one else was stepping forward to stop it. Though I was 6, I was big for my age, but I felt intimidated, literally stepping in between the group of boys and the girl in what must have looked like a perverse game of keep-away. The boys, once encountering resistance, began to leave the playground. I remember somewhat of the conversation I had with the girl. She was crying, and I was telling her she should probably go home because "those boys might be back." I knew she was alone, scared, and vulnerable. She was too shaken to rollerblade, and she had no other footwear. It took some cajoling to get my sisters to come with me and the girl to go find the girl's brother, who apparently was in the vicinity biking with his friends. It took a while to find him, and I didn't see that girl for years. Looking back, I'd say this was the first real encounter with sexism and sexual assault, because that group of boys saw her as prey and not as a fellow playmate.