And I’m not just talking about the biblical Eve that inspired this blog.
I have just returned from seeing Eve Ensler speak and perform at the 92nd St Y on behalf of her latest project, V-Girls – I am an Emotional Creature: The Secret Lives of Girls Around the World. The project is comprised of monologues about young girls from Jerusalem to Westchester, discussing what is real for them, and unabashedly giving their emotions, their instincts, their voices, the credit they deserve.
In theory, this shouldn’t be such a radical movement. In theory, we see teenage girls walking down the street all the time. We think we know what’s in their heads. We, as a society, assume that they walk around from mall to mall giving into the apathetic stereotype we label them with. We assume, but we do not ask. We do not give girls permission to cry, to laugh, to scream, to orgasm, to be.
Eve Ensler asked hundreds of girls to do the unthinkable: to shed tears, to bowl over laughing, to shriek with all that pent up energy and not muffle it with a pillow, to discover their clitorises, to embrace who they are. These are girls who feel the suffering of refusing to stand behind a checkpoint, girls who feel jealous of their brothers’ tzitzit, wondering why they are not given the same rituals to practice, girls who sing their emotions for those who can’t at Shira Hadasha services, girls who lead revolutions in their homes, their synagogues, their schools, their communities.
How are you an emotional creature?