“Why would anyone paint a wall on campus hot pink?” Harvey asked.
“That’s the classroom where they teach women’s studies,” William noted.
“Don’t you find that sexist?”
“Why would you say that?” William asked.
“You know,” Harvey answered, “Pink for girls, blue for boys. It’s so stereotypical to paint the wall outside of a women’s studies classroom pink. It’s offensive and demeaning.”
William saw a coed walking toward them and motioned to her. “Excuse me, may I ask you a question?”
The girl shrugged. “Sure.”
“This wall,” he said, pointing to the hot pink wall, “is outside of a women’s studies classroom. Does that offend you?”
“Why would that wall offend me?”
“My friend thinks that a pink wall outside of a women’s studies classroom is stereotypical and is degrading to women. Do you agree?”
The girl thought for a few seconds and then reached into her fanny pack, pulled out a piece of chalk, and drew a smiley face on the wall.
“That should answer your question.” And then she turned and walked away.
Written for this week’s Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers from Priceless Joy. Image by Grant-Sud.