I don’t identify as a woman…

This controversial topic has been on my mind for quite some time now, there has just been too much else to write about the last couple of months…

As if our famous girl from Benoni, Charlize Theron, hasn’t embarrassed us enough last year for condemning Afrikaans as a dying language, she is now officially raising her two sons as girls…She is by far not the only celebrity who believes in gender neutrality – popstars Adele and Pink, actresses Jamie Lee Curtis, Kate Hudson and Angelina Jolie are all “gender-fluid” mothers…

Apparently, Jolie and Brad Pitt have raised their daughter, Shiloh, as a boy from the age of 3, and you know why?  Because she wanted to be called “John”, preferred to wear boy’s clothes, and simply refused to respond to another name.  Ironically enough, today, at age 17, Shiloh is a beautiful teenage girl, dating a boy.

I think all this hype about gender neutrality is pure bollocks – when Delien and I were young, we always wore shorts, and we loved playing with boy toys!  We played cricket with the boys, preferred toy guns and trucks and skateboards to dolls, and climbed trees.  Not once did I hear my mom question our gender preference.  Not once did she ask us if we would rather prefer to be boys.  We were tomboys, but we were girls.  Period…

No one ever suggested that our tomboy behaviour indicated that we were boys trapped in girls’ bodies.  In fact, no one said anything about it at all.  We were free to wear what we liked, play whatever games we wanted, and hang out with children of the opposite sex – as long as we were home for dinner.

Between then and now, however, something sinister has occurred:  Today the boyish girl is in danger of being told she was “born in the wrong body” and is whisked off to a gender clinic to begin the journey from puberty blockers to breast removal to reproductive surgery!

It’s as if we are now living in an infantile, padded world, where everyone is treated as fragile and in need of protection from potential upset.

I grew out of being a tomboy long before high school, but if you’d asked met at age 9 if I wanted to be a boy, I probably would have said, “Yes!”.  The girl called “Mirna”, standing on the left in this photograph may seem boyish, but that person was a girl then, and is a woman now, and this is a beautiful reality to me. 

(The girly girl on the right is my cousin, Rianne)

…Gender is issued to you the moment you enter this world.  I don’t see how it’s possible to just wake up one day and decide: “I don’t want to be a girl anymore.”  It doesn’t make sense that toddlers or youngsters can choose their gender, but in the same breath, they aren’t allowed to choose their bedtime!

I have a lot of questions about this – Why are trans youth more visible these days?  Is it due to more widespread acceptance, or more media coverage?  And why has society accepted the concept with such ease?  Why did our English teachers go through so much trouble teaching us the pronouns – “I am”, “He is”, She is”, when suddenly “She” and “He” have turned into “They”???!!!!

We are confronted with terms like “nonbinary”, multigender, and trans.  Don’t get me wrong – this Blog has nothing to do with sexuality, it just doesn’t make sense to me, that boys would want to identify as girls, and vice versa.  Society expects us to accommodate EVERYONE, regardless of Christianity and fairness. 

Take the world of sports for example.  Men are at an astronomical physical advantage after their bodies go through puberty, which makes competing against women totally unfair and dangerous.  Did you know that there are 2 000 men in the world right now that run the 100 metres faster than the greatest female sprinter of all time?

Furthermore, 1 500 of the top male tennis players could beat Serena Williams (when she was still at the top, of course).

As if male and female gender issues aren’t enough, there is suddenly a new wave of people who are choosing to not even identify as part of the human race!  They are in favour of aligning themselves with animals!  Can you believe this?!

What is shocking is that the behaviour is being normalised.  More and more people are identifying as whatever they want to.  I have always thought “furry” refers to the name of a fluffy, Percian cat, but no…A Melbourne private school is allegedly supporting one of their students as “they” began “their” journey of identifying as a cat.  Does that mean that schools now need to supply litter boxes in the bathrooms for these “furries”?  Ridiculous!

As if this is not enough, some people apparently say they identify as weather, plants, and abstract concepts as well.  A cloud trapped in a human body?  Gmpf! Unbelievable!  As much as I admire the moon every morning on my way to the studio, never in my wildest dreams would I ever imagine BEING the moon!  Last week when we had the privilege of experiencing that exceptional beautiful blue moon, I caught myself thinking:  How amazing is this heavenly creation, resting so quietly in the night sky, while at the same time playing tug-of-war with the ocean, and lighting a pathway for everyone, even the baby sea turtles…

I don’t care what society says, I firmly believe that when you’re born a female, you are a female.  Assuming anything else is arrogant and slanderous…

So, yes. I am a woman.  That’s the way I was created by God.  Woman.  I’m proud to be a woman.  I look like a girl, act like a lady, and work like a boss.  I am a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother.  A woman.

I was not born a strong woman.  I was raised by a strong woman.  And I became a strong woman.  I definitely don’t identify as a woman, BECAUSE I AM A WOMAN.  Period.

Yours in fitness

Mirna

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PS (Next week our children are home…no Blog.)