A woman belongs in the kitchen

This has been a problem for me for a very long time. Studying history through out high school also opened my eyes to appreciate and respect myself as a woman more and to start sharing my opinions and what I stand for. Why is it that men believe that they we as women are supposed to be limited to the kitchen and household activites? Were you blessed with a different brain than we were as it been proven that you are able to make better decisions that us? No, quite the opposite actually. Now men continue to believe that women only cause problems when it is those same women who have keep them grounded in this world. Don't get me wrong we have our bad ways but are men perfect?? You know why this saying continues to be used because women are accepting it and subject themselves to this and don't push themselves to make a better life for themselves. We are viewed as the ones to clean the house,cook the food and provide the man with all the sexual desires he wishes to be met. Men use this saying as a banner to continually have power for us when a woman can make them so weak with just a gentle touch from her hands.

The years have passed but as future generations come up the saying still lives on. It isn't primarily the fathers who are teaching their sons this way of thinking but the mothers who fail to show in their actions that we are far more than what men have placed us as and described us as. I will hold to the hope that many more women will step away from this way of thinking and continue to value themselves and strive to empower themselves

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