Friday I had a twenty minute conversation with a student. She wanted to talk about sexism, about how she was tired of guys telling her she was "pretty funny, for a girl," about how even though she is thrilled about Obama's presidency, she thinks H. Clinton (and even S. Palin) got rough-handled because of their gender. She talked about how great it was to go to an all girl camp, where girls were the athletic ones, the funny ones, the smart ones, not the boys. It was a good talk, a rollicking, laughing, thoughtful conversation. And at the end, I asked her if she had any all women schools on her list of colleges she was considering. She said, "no?" and we laughed about that, too.
Today, I smiled at her as she turned in her test and asked her if she had any more thoughts about colleges. She smiled and said that she looked hard at Bryn Mawr over the weekend and asked her guidance counselor if she could add it to her list. If you just reach one student . . .
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