How to be happy though human / by W. Béran Wolfe.
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Ruth, now five years old, climbs, rides a small bicycle,
swims, and has already begun to play golf. She has no
use for dolls, small tea-sets, or the other toys that girls in
her neighbourhood play with. She wants to be a boy,
and she has already shown that she can beat her younger
brother in swimming. She is not very clear as to the
physical differences between boys and girls. Her mother
is an unimportant member of the household. Masculine
ideals of sport and courage and fair play rule the house¬
hold.. Golf is the chief topic of conversation at the table.
Her ideal in life is to “ hole out in one ”
Ruth is a strong healthy girl, and at the present
nothing stands between her and her ideal to be “ a boy
among the boys ”, She is innately ashamed of other
members of her own sex, and year by year she has less
contact with them. At the age of fourteen Ruth begins to
menstruate. This is a calamitous occasion in her life. Her
mother tells her timidly about sex. Ruth is not very
encouraged. She calls her menstrual period “ the curse ”,
She regards her femininity as a distinct drawback in the
attainment of her ideal. She is not allowed to swim at her
menstrual period which is accompanied by a great deal
of pain. This pain and the attendant unhappiness are the
indicators of a very unhappy future. Ruth is attempting
to use the material given her by nature, being a girl, to a
false end. This leads to conflicts with nature and society.
She cannot make a confidante of her mother because her
mother does not share her ideals. Her mother suffers
her femininity in silence. Ruth is determined that she will
be a “ modern ” woman. She wants to be a physical
instructor at college, and at the age of seventeen she has
already definitely made up her mind that she will never
marry and never have children. “ It plays havoc with
your figure and your strength, you know ! ” she adds by
way of explanation.
In this case we see a very common, and tragically
mistaken, pattern of life. Here is a woman who has tried
to make a man of herself. Life does not teach her the
fallacy of her actions, for she stuffs every new experience