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Reading My Reflections     When I was in fourth grade, my music teacher asked for volunteers to help move folding tables. Of the eight people who raised their hands, I was the only girl. Of the seven people that she chose, I was not one. My nine-year-old world was flipped upside-d declare by this incident. I was absolutely irate. For the rest of the forty-five minute class, I sat in silence, fuming over the injustice of society. What automatically made a boy stronger than me?      In 1792, Mary Wollstonecraft was irate at the plan that work force were automatically considered intellectually superior to wowork force. In truth, she was irate at the notion that women were incapable of being intellectual, period. In her essay, "A Vindication of the Rights of Women," she ran down the inviolate list of the injustices done to women during her time. The list was long and largely accredited to the under organised lives women led. At a time w hen the question of whether or not to educate women was very controversial, Wollstonecraft asked, "Considerwhether, when men contend for their freedom, and to be allowed to forecast for themselves respecting their own happiness, it be not inconsistent and unjust to subjugate women, even though you firmly believe that you are performing in the manner vanquish calculated to promote their happiness? Who made man the exclusive judge?"(Primis, 10)Women were not given the opportunity to descend for themselves, oft less decide that they wanted to be educated. Women were expected to trust that the men were truly acting in the best interest of women when decision making upon their education. They were expected to trust men who did not know how it tangle to be the lowest on the diet chain. They were not autonomous human beings. I know how Wollstonecraft felt. I knew how she felt when I was nine and discriminated against merely, and quite obviously, because I was a girl. I had t o seize that someone- someone who did not know my capacities as a human being- was deciding what was "in my best interest." What made a man so a lot greater than a woman that he should carry all the corpulent things and she all the light things? What made a man so much greater than a woman that he should be able to pick out the great philosophical theories and she study only the knitting and cooking?