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From the past

I found something from the past in my archives...almost 3 Years ago I had written a piece of my random thoughts and feelings I think you might find it interesting, here it is: The African woman has always been known and labelled as "the earth" (big with curves shaped as mountains and big breasted chest as the rivers and valley that surround and beautifies the earth). Many names we have received because of our big thighs and that gained us recognition as "the African woman" or "African beauty", now it seems that the modern male species are in preference of the more sporty type and model image. Yes, I also feel it to be true that the modern woman has taken pride and no shame in her shape these days with no concern nor guilt of how big they are. The women of today now live as prototypes for men. Apparently men prefer "more meat" in their bones and with curves. I say why care what another human being prefers? Rather combine being curvy and taking care of one’s self instead of excessive fat or obesity just to please another soul besides yours. As a woman and a feminist, I say we have lost out marbles and have exchanged our liberty to men and the society we live in by giving in to their preferences and the saying that society labels us with " the richer/solvent /or more able one is, there fatter the belly and arse must be" . Nonsense I say, count me out of that list and as I strive towards that a better understanding of my "calling"; I stand firm (no pun intended) and proud to put my health first. I have also heard of those that pay the gym so just that everyone knows that they have a gym card. For me cost of living is too high and every penny/cent counts; since I have taken leave from the "workhouse" (gym) to be an incubator for 9 months; I made sure I make arrangements and negotiate some sort of less payment till after. We have lost interest in our beautiful shapes and firmness and have been devoured by McDonald and Steers. Sometimes it’s all about principle

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