|A man's world.
||[Oct. 13th, 2004|10:36 pm]
Horrible 5 hours of having to go through "induction" for a stupid program of learning how to teach. Scandalous. At times, I thought this was a joke and they would tell us at the end: "OK, this was to show you how horrible teaching can be for the students."
D., teacher here, called me "she" at a dinner we had last week-end, then marvelled today on my beautiful face. He was also behaving with me like with a woman at this dinner.
I guess it is not only in my thoughts that I appear to be a woman...
Not sure I like it, but this is an interesting experience. I am not protesting so as to experience further what it feels to be a woman in a man's world.
Also, some reflections: it does change quite a lot to be a professional. You have a career to plan, requirements to fill, the prestige that goes with a role. A role. A role in society, something to play, expectations for what you will do.
It may be a danger. You can become intoxicated by that.