I'll give you the picture.
I was climbing on some sort of jungle gym a couple years ago, and a little girl pointed to me and said,"What's he doing up there?"
He.
He.
Hehe.
I am not a boy.
I know why she thought I was a boy.
I had short hair.
But that is no valid reason to think I'm a boy.
I hate this hair length stereotype!
It's awful!
If you see someone you've never seen before, judge their gender by what they're wearing, or how their voice sounds.
Or even how they act.
If you know more about a person, then use their name, or if they get mad when you call them by one gender.
The day I was called a boy, I'm pretty sure I was wearing a flowery shirt.
I was speaking quite femininely.
Like in LOTR.
Witch King: They send a man to kill me?
Eowyn: I am no man!
Even in Middle-Earth people did that! Omg
Farewell 😘
-ALK
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