Contes de notre enfance ...
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Dernière publication lun., sept. 3, 2018
Nous sommes d'accord pour dire que les contes de notre enfances sont légèrement sexistes et les femmes s'y trouvent souvent être naïves, gentilles et belles ou bien méchantes, cruelles et accaparées par leur apparence , ce qui est un peu une image de la femme qui perdure malheureusement...
Pour montrer que ce n'est pas normal j'ai décidé de faire un copié collé des anciens contes mais d'inverser totalement les sexes des personnages, de sorte que la jeune demoiselle en détresse soit finalement un garçon et cetera . Le tout pour montrer comment on trouve les hommes ridicules dans ces positions d'infériorité. Mais dans ce cas, pourquoi pour une femme ça nous semble normal ? C'est aussi avec des contes dans ce genre que nous lisent innocemment nos parents quand on est enfants que la misogynie persiste !
Alors j'ai trouvé une manière marquante et amusante de combattre ce problème.
bonne lecture !! ;)
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