A couple of days ago, as many readers will know, it was International Women's Day, and, feeling grumpy and uninspired, I decided not to celebrate how far women have come, but looked for a modern-day feminist icon, instead.
Today, though, my students' union teamed up with the Unite Union to celebrate International Women's Day belatedly with some (fairly uninspiring... sad face) speeches and a screening of the film Made In Dagenham which came out in September of last year.
Rather than boringly explaining what the film is about, the trailer is below for people who haven't seen it!
I have no idea how historically accurate the film is; I have a feeling that the main character is a fictitcious embodiment of all of the women involved in the original fight for the Equal Pay Act in 1968, but it was awe-inspiring.
I was sitting in a room full of four hundred feminist women (and the occasional feminist guy, too - hurrah!) of all different ages and backgrounds, with all different aims in their lives, and we were all laughing, crying, cheering and clapping in the same places. I can honestly say that I have never felt so involved in a film. I have never been that enraptured, and I have never been so much a part of something. It was a truly amazing thing to sit through.
The thing that made me proudest, though, was that I was able to turn to my friends at the end and explain that my Mum was a mechanical engineer at the Ford Dagenham plant - and, I'm not sure, but I'm gussing that she was one of the first. I'd imagine that there weren't too many female mechanical engineers in 1978... but my Mum was one of them.
So, this is me, remembering where I come from, and sharing my pride. This is me remembering how far we really have come, and who fought for what I have now. But, it's also me remembering how much we have to stand up for what we believe in. Always.
And, on that note... I thought that I should tell you that this post is going to be my last for a while. I'm tearing my hair out over 987 essays, two plays, an Australian Visa Application, and a lot of days compulsory travel in the next few weeks, so it only seems right to take a break from blogging. I'm finding it such a chore to find things to write at the moment, and I know that the silly problem with my blog loading is getting worse and worse, so I'll try to fix that in the next few weeks, too.
I'll be back, though - I promise. (:
"How will you cope, then?"
"Cope? We're women. Now don't ask such stupid questions."