“I heard you’re a Femi”. “Yes, I’m a Femi. Will that be a problem?”

(1)I had high expectations for that the first horse that flew in
(2)Silver Megal is a disease!I decided not to turn a blind eyeAfter countless bodies and faces, he spoke to the epicenter of the voice Who said that? Tell me why you think so, but the answer that came back was that you were a femme I was staggered
(3)Then a student told me that it was an intentional question that I didn’t have to answer, and the urgent voice of solidarity comforted my body’s fear and pressed the button of courage It allowed me to calm down my hot body by facing the voice of inquiring and criticizing me for being feminine with my eyes open And he let me speak in a voice of extraordinary temperature
(4)”Yes, you’re a feminist. Would that be a problem?” I don’t remember exactly if my voice was shaking