When they
hand hand me my degree
When they hand me my degree
What a pleasure it will be
No-one then will feel like mocking
My brilliant, shimmering, bright blue
stockings
I’ll show them I’m my mother’s daughter
And that this is all that I have fought for
Just to take my rightful place
In among the human race
Everyone around will smile
And will recognize the miles
I’ve come
On that day, the sun will shine
And oh! What glory will be mine
Beneath those scholarly black robes
This girl’s legs will be like strobes
From any disco floor
Bright blue stockings – yes sirree!
With stripes of luminosity
Notwithstanding all the others
I will pass with flying colours!
5 comments:
Aah if only this were true! It would seem that 'blue stockings' are still a badge of derision in some quarters. However, I still consider them to be a 'badge of honour' for everything I have gone through to get to where I am today!
Not just a badge of derision. Maybe something even worse -- many people, especially young people, are ignorant of the term 'blue stocking', and so have never given the significance a thought.
Congratulations on the degree and the poetry. SANDRA, in west Wales
The noun "bluestocking" was first used in the mid-18th century. Here's a post I wrote on it.
http://virtuallinguist.typepad.com/the_virtual_linguist/2008/09/dr-johnson.html
Yes. It's sad. Incidentally, if people want to read more about the history of 'Blue Stockings' they could look at the post by 'Virtual Linguist'back in September 2008. It's under a post about Dr Johnson - so just put that in the search on the Virtual Linguist blog. Enjoy!
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