Girls' Grit
"I should not go to school today,"
Says every girl who feels this way.
"I've got the monthlies and the cramps,
A flood, a flush, and uterine camps.
My mood swings low, my temper is high.
Nature's tide flows, I can't deny.
My abdomen's as hard as rocks,
I've counted twenty bathroom stops.
Yet still I rise and face the day,
Pack necessities, and make my way.
My back is sore, my clothes are tight,
But I'll push through with all my might.
I ache and moan but still, I go,
To learn and grow, despite the flow.
My head throbs when I slightly bend,
But assignments I'll still attend.
My muscles protest, my patience wanes,
I fear those unexpected stains.
My feet are swollen, my chest is sore,
But I'll keep striving, that's for sure.
Concentration's hard to keep,
When cramps make me want to weep.
Emotions flood, but I stay strong,
In class, I know I still belong.
My stomach churns like stormy seas,
But I'll raise my hand with expertise.
Skin broke out, but the mind stayed clear,
I'm more than just the pain I bear.
I have cramps, but my heart is steady,
For challenges, I'm always ready.
What's that? You say you understand?
With support, I'll make my stand!
At home, I'll help and do my share,
Though my body screams, 'It's not fair!'
In school, I'll learn and participate,
My potential, I'll cultivate.
For I'm a girl with dreams so vast,
This monthly trial will soon be past.
Through pain and flood, I'll persevere,
My strength and spirit are crystal clear!”
Copyright ©
Dr. Padmashree R P
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