Sunday, January 2, 2011
I read about Pippi Longstocking long after
I should be reading children’s books.
I was enamored with this little pip
of a girl with fiery red wire hanger braids
and a voracious appetite for life.
What struck me most was her non-conformity
and the different drummer she marched
to, sporting those striped stockings. She
saw things I saw but she wasn’t ashamed
to name it and pursue wherever that spunk
would lead her. Pippi lives in a place
of dreams where girls have superhuman
strength and keep a monkey and a horse
for pets. She was a feminist long before
anyone else dared to be. When I see her
mishmash image I find myself thinking,
you go sister!