I was reading viewing some blogs when I came across a post from nkayesel.wordpress.com (link below) :
I am currently a senior in a former-all-girls school and I've been through a year of having no boys in our batch, until our school became a co-ed school, adding boys to the high school, but then in my senior year now, I belong to a section with no boys because there are only six boys in our batch and they were put in one section. So basically, I'm back to a somewhat all-girls environment.
When I was reading the post from nkayesel.wordpress.com, I was literally laughing at how true all her statements were and I just wanted to share the few signs that struck me most:
First, the heavy-lifting. We've been through playfests and medicine drives and many more activities, where we had to carry boxes and boxes and more boxes, couches, cabinets, tables, chairs, and all the heavy things we never imagined we could carry, without boys. Talk about girl power, eh?
Second, dress codes. I have to say, for my whole life, the last time I wore a miniskirt was about 6 years ago. I was 9. But I wear dresses!...................................... on formal occasions and if my mom forces me to. I also remember arguing with my mom because she wanted me to wear shorts, but I wanted to wear pants and it went on and on for hours. My mom would always tell me before that I dress like a nun. I never owned a shirt with a plunging neckline and I never wore sleeveless blouses if I'm not forced to (But now's a different situation, because the weather's soooooooooo warm, I think I'm gonna drown in sweat or something)
Third, going through the major vain phase. I'd like to share this joke from my school. Let x be a different school, y another different school, and z, my school.
"Psssssst, hey, beautiful!"
student from x: *ignores because she's too shy*
student from y: *walks away because she thinks she's not beautiful enough*
student from z: "OMG ME? I'M BEAUTIFUL!!! WHAT IS IT?"
Fourth, skirt rolling. No one cares if your shorts can be seen underneath.................except for the teacher.
Fifth, the Our Father. Not only the Our Father, but many many many many many more! Who would forget the Our Father or the Hail Mary or the Glory Be if every time a class starts or ends, we would always have a short prayer. Now that I'm off to college next year, this will be one of the things I will miss the most.
Sixth, the hymns that I will never forget. Yes. Even my CAE teacher,who graduated from my school yeeaaaaaars ago, would sing antiphons and psalms and religious songs with perfect lyrics until now! I can just imagine myself doing the same 20 years from now.
If I were to explain the ups and downs of my experience in a former-all-girls school and each of the signs I can relate to in nkayesel.wordpress.com,'s post, I'd probably take ages enumerating all the memories I had. But I am very thankful because my school life is one of the reasons I am who I am now. It helped me have a better foundation as a person and be a true supergirl, called to serve.