Lawnmower

 The first time I mowed a lawn, I was 26 or 27. I felt so empowered and capable! And it was a riding mower at that!

I grew up with two older sister and two older brothers. When my older brothers graduated high school and moved out of the house, my parents wondered who would mow their lawn when they didn't want to. They still had 4 daughters left at home and my older sister and I happily volunteered to learn to do it. We were told no because we were girls. That was when my parents started paying neighbor boys to do the mowing instead of using the willing free labor. Because we were girls.

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