Ain't I a Woman?

This rhetorical question that begins this piece is almost just as thought provoking as the piece in its entirety. It raised the question in mind of what a woman really is and how I myself perceive woman, girls and females in general. When i first think of the word woman I can not help but think of my mother and the images of strength, compassion and sheer willpower that she remings me of. But when I think of girls I think of pretty young beauties who are delicate and need to be cared for and need consoling and comfort. And after reading this piece and realizing my thoughts on what woman and females are as a whole i realize the discrepancy in my views. Which echoes what Sojourner Truth was complaining about. She feels that even though she poses all these strong qualities she is looked upon as not a woman but as something else. At this time race was defiantly an issue in how people viewed her but I feel even now and I hate to make generalizations but I think men in general view woman in this way. If the woman is tough then she is looked upon completely differently than a pretty, delicate woman. While Sojourner Truth may feel like less of a woman because she is not waited on hand and foot by men she is obviously a strong and wise woman and i think in comparison she is the better of the two types.