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E-book Typical Girls : The Rhetoric of Womanhood in Comic Strips
As a Child, began to read comic books because I was told, in no uncertain terms, that girls do not read comic books. In fact, I distinctly remember the day of this revelation. I was approximately nine years old, a shy and unassuming student at Jefferson Elementary School. As a precocious child, I didn’t have all that many friends, but, in an awkward attempt at social interac-tion, I approached my classmate Sean, who was huddled against the brick wall of the school during recess on a crisp, sunny day, and asked what he was reading. The fact that Sean was willingly reading seemed to me highly suspicious behavior, but his reading material, which was bright and colorful and quite possibly naughty, intrigued me. However, my congenial attempt at bonding was rebuffed when Sean refused to even look up from what I realized was a comic book, stating emphatically, “Girls don’t read comic books.” After that sort of introduction, how could I resist? The next time I accompanied my mother grocery shopping I marched directly over to the spindly wire rack holding the comic books. They were sorely out of date and the selection was terrible, but it didn’t matter. I pulled The X-Men off the rack and I was in love. My adoration for newspaper comic strips was less fraught with social anxiety and gender stereotypes, as my parents received not one but two papers every day: the local town paper and the big-city newspaper, which meant I could devour the comics in the comfort of my own home without having to defend my reading practices. Read-ing the news was a highly ritualized endeavor in the Kirtley house-hold, as the paper was first inspected by my parents and then handed down to my sister and to me. The silent, reverent process of consum-ing the paper was the only exception to the “No reading at the table” rule, when, as a family, we shared various sections of the paper, all seated around the dining room table. While my parents began by clucking over the inevitable and terrible news pages, I requested the comics first and studied them intently, surrendering them only when my mother wanted to do the crossword. Even the way I read the comics was highly structured and hierarchical, beginning with my favorites (which shifted over time from The Far Side to Bloom Countyto Calvin and Hobbes), to my least favorites (such as the soap operas like Mary Worth, which seemed well beyond my comprehension).
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