Last winter, with some of my closest friends, I attended the St. Louis Women’s March. To prepare, my friend Maggie hosted a poster making night at her house. There were about 15 of us, eating pizza, listening to music, and making our posters for the women’s march. If you know me at all, you would be completely unsurprised that one of my posters was of Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg and her quote “When there are 9,” which was her response to the question “when will there be enough women on the Supreme Court?” My other poster, which was a bit of an inside joke between me and my friends, was a quote from one of our favorite songs, “boy, better treat me with respect.” This night making posters was filled with good food, good conversations, and good, supportive friends. When I left Maggie’s house that night, I was more excited than ever for the actual march.
My friends and I carpooled to the march together. It was a freezing cold and dreary day. I think we were all nervous yet, somehow, we simultaneously felt unstoppable. We all had a reason to be at this march, and each of these reasons meant so much to each and every one of us. For me, personally, I was marching for those who are victims of rape or sexual assault . I had never experienced something like this before: publicly speaking out about something I felt passionate about. There was another type of feeling, a kind of mix of pride and awe, seeing so many other women speaking out about what they feel strongly about as well. I saw mothers with their young daughters, friends, twins, grandmothers.
There truly is something so powerful and inspiring about a group of people peacefully yet passionately coming together to speak out about what they believe in. And, although I wish there was no reason for there to be another Women’s March ever again, I can confidently say that I will be going to the Women’s March this year. So, if you’re at the St. Louis 2020 march, look for a small girl with a big smile and an even bigger poster of RBG.
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