Behind Every Feminist is a Wall
That was in her way and blocking her view. She may have cursed as she approached and looked for a way around. Or she may have come from a place where little girls watched their mothers and grandmothers treat walls like doors. Or a place where women increased their speed as they prepared to vault the obstacle before them. Or a place where women teamed up to smash the wall to the ground. All it takes is one role model to spark the notion of possibility that a wall is just a wall.