February 3rd

 "At the age of twelve I made my first politic protest."

- 187, The Price of My Soul


    In this story, Bevlin talks about her time as a child and into her teen years that were spent going against the grain. From a young age she was deemed very intelligent and even skipped grades in primary school. As she got older, she learned to stand up for what she believed in and never take no for an answer. Her intelligence proved handy as she made her way up into secondary school, as she was elected as the head senior of her class two years in a row and held meetings with other students to discuss important topics like politics. Her schools headmaster, although kind-hearted, did not like such talk and deemed anything "out of the context of femininity" to be a disgrace. Bevlin took it upon herself to one-up this headmaster and prove that she was right, the things they were doing and talking about weren't wrong, and the teachers who stood by her deserved their jobs at the institution. 

    To me, Bevlin was a mastermind from a very young age. The fact that she knew that she could intillectually win an argument against grown adults, well into her teen years, shows how much of a pioneer she was in the feminist movement. She always stood up for what she believed and she never let anyone tell her she wasn't capable, she was "wrong" or she shouldn't be doing something. Even in the eyes of her family, although she was not a nun like her sister, she stomped to the beat of her own drum and made a name for herself. I think she is a great example of what it means to be a confident woman! 

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