Today is International Women’s Day, though it is not officially recognized in the US. I celebrate it, at least mentally every year, and I have celebrated it actually a few times, most notably in Russia: it is a big day across in Europe and many other parts of the world. As befits big organizations, the United Nations has given it a bit more status, to empower rural women and end poverty and hunger. Worthy, of course, but also a bit loftier than I need.
I remember the pleasure of being taken to a restaurant in Moscow by a Russian friend and her family on this day about 15 years ago It was a bitterly cold day and snow was falling. The dining room was full of families, with all the girls and women beautifully decked out. Fur coats and hats were in full display. Men, in every form were serving the needs of any female who needed it. This went on all day, from restaurants to homes–women had the day off and were being treated regally. It was wonderful.
I asked my second grader if she was doing anything special at school for today. “I’m researching Queen Victoria, and the difficulties she had as a childhood queen,” she told me. I asked what she knew about Victoria. She did not know too much yet, so I look forward to her discoveries about Britain’s longest reigning monarch.
I asked why she had opted for this female monarch and we had a good discussion about queens, and how Queen Latifah did not get a look in 😉
Anyway, she and her mother, plus her sisters should enjoy being queens for at least a day. Tomorrow, it’s back to normal and getting on with eradicating world poverty and hunger.