http://slow.writerscafe.org/HollieSaffron The original writings of author H.S. King en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1779345210 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 In a modern day society where battles for equality are being fought - and won - everywhere, why do we still put restrictions on our children based on their gender? Thee are different sections in stores for boys' and girls' when it comes to toys, clothes and shoes. Many parents allow this and follow .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/HollieSaffron/1881154/ As the music starts, I look down the aisle and smile. It’s supposed to be reassuring but you’ll accuse me of being condescending later. My mum is wiping a tear from her eye. She’s wearing a lilac dress and a bittersweet smile �" she probably wishes dad was here. 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