These words first entered my world in a 7th grade gym class in upstate New York. In that class, the girls were assigned to run laps, and the boys were lined up for the pole vault. I did my laps, as running was one of those movements that came easily to me. I looked over and saw the line getting smaller as more boys jumped. I waited my turn, and when it came, Mr. Patterson told me to get out of line, no girls allowed. For a moment I stood motionless in stunned silence,...
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