Women,
the Warriors Women, the Roses
Long
time ago, amongst the ash and mist rose the horses of the bravest woman
warriors led by the beautiful Penthesilea. They invaded many territories and
participated in the Trojan war. They cut one breast to get fit for fight and
another to feed their babies. They built an empire and their legends passed
from generation to generation.
On
May 1431 a heroine was born. Her name was Joan of Arc nick named “The maid of
Orleans”. She disguised herself as a man and fought against the British in the
100 years war in support of King Charles VII and recovered France from English
domination. Later on she was captured, charged and burned at stake. She was
only 19 years of age.
In
Persia, female emprors ruled for many dynasties of the Persian Empire, holding
important positions in courthouse, military, treasury department. It all
changed after the barbaric Arab invasion. Pantea Arteshbod was one of these
woman. Her enchanting beauty and her toughness as a commandor known all over
Asia. She covered her face during battle to stop men falling in love with her.
Her sensitive heart and her fighting skills played an important role in the
expansion of Persia during Cyrus the Great.
Women
changed through time and history. They became warriors and got respected and
then they regarded unvaluable and subjected to violence, rape and murder. They
rose and fell but they never gave up.
Women
fell in love. Women made love. Women made their men happy. They bore their
babies in their womb for nine months and put up with physical pain to give
birth. Women breastfed their babies and spared most of their valuable time
looking after their babies to become useful adults.
But
on the other hand women got used, abused and thrown away like a used paper and
discarded and left to die young. Women were trafficked to different countries
to be a pleasure for men. Their soul trampled and marred. They lived dead while
still young and full of life.
Women
were rejected to have important jobs in the 60s and they were regarded as less
intelligent than men. Women were lovers,
mothers, and supporters. Women fought battles not only inside the household but
also out in the deserts and villages, holding guns, shoulder to shoulder with
men. They saved their cities and kept away the enemy.
The
socialist party of America designated 28th of february as Women’s day when in
1908, 15000 garment workers in New York protested against their low payment and
working conditions and their right to vote. Later on with the decision of the UN,
8th of March was regarded as women’s day in most parts of the World.
Just
a month before Woman’s day, a 20-year old girl named özgecan brutally raped and
murdered by an uneducated thug in Manisa-Turkey. This time, her case brought
thousands of men and women into the street in condemning the tragedy and
reminding how precious women are. One of the most poignant slogans of them was
“Don’t tell us what to wear, teach your son not to rape”. An advertisement
company made the screen dark for a second with Özgecan’s name on it.
Women
like roses, like daffodiles should stay delicate and be respected and loved and
protected. They should be given the same rights as men and their womanhood
shouldnt be unerestimated and mocked. Although we will remember and admire
women once again on the 8th of march, we should seriously find a solution to
stop barbaric acts practiced on women in different parts of the world sadly
even in our time.
If
we educate our sons and encourage them to read and make reserarch. If we inject
kindness and compassion into their hearts instead of violence and brutality,
our world will be a better place to live. Be aware! The smoke is rising and I
can hear the sound of the horses in a distance. If someday our world is saved,
it will be in the hands of a woman…
[GITA ASSEFI]
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