Friday, January 9, 2009

Seguin Federated Club Rooms

In the early 1900s, when the farmers, cattlemen, and others would come to Seguin to do business, there was not a place for the women and children to rest, visit, (change diapers!), or socialize. The Women's Club Rooms was built. Yesterday I was in the clubhouse to hear a presentation about women writers. This was an interesting, informative, and delightful talk! We are so thankful that these early Seguin women saw the need for a place where women could meet. We are reaping the benefits of their foresight.
Yesterday's presenter read one of my favorite poems by Maya Angelou.

Phenomenal Woman

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,'
Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.
Maya Angelou

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