When Girls Will Be Boys
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/16/magazine/16students-t.html
03/15/2008
"The idea that he might actually want to transition from female to male began to take shape for Rey when he was 14 or 15; he can't quite remember when exactly. "A transmale speaker guy" gave a talk at a meeting of his high school's Gay Straight Alliance, and Rey was inspired. Then he took a typical step for someone going to high school in the first years of this century. He went home and typed "transgender" into Google.
Columbia is in The Paper (and Magazine?) of Record
http://www.bwog.net/articles/columbia_is_in_the_paper_and_magazine_of_record (http://www.bwog.net/articles/columbia_is_in_the_paper_and_magazine_of_record)
Several readers have tipped Bwog off that the cover story for this week's New York Times Magazine discusses transgender students, and centers specifically around Rey, a transgender student who enrolled at Barnard last year. The article takes a look at the treatment of transgender students at different universities--for instance, Wesleyan uses gender-neutral pronouns like "ze" and "hir"--as well as what it means to be transgender at a women's college.
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/16/magazine/16students-t.html?pagewanted=1&ei=5087&em&en=fe370680a8332b10&ex=1205812800
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Rey's story, though, had some unusual dimensions. The elite college he began attending last year in New York City, with its academically competitive, fresh-faced students, happened to be a women's school, Barnard. That's because when Rey first entered the freshman class, he was a woman.
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Good article thanx 4 postin it natasha :) :) :)
Thank you! ;D
Sorry, but if you go to a 'girls collage' and stand up and say "I'M NOT A GIRL, I"M A BOY" exactly, what level of sorority are you expecting?
http://www.nytimes.com/2008/03/16/magazine/16students-t.html?em&ex=1205899200&en=fa3092b6bb658df8&ei=5087%0A
It was late on a rainy fall day, and a college freshman named Rey was showing me the new tattoo on his arm. It commemorated his 500-mile hike through Europe the previous summer, which happened also to be, he said, the last time he was happy. We sat together for a while in his room talking, his tattoo of a piece with his spiky brown hair, oversize tribal earrings and very baggy jeans. He showed me a photo of himself and his girlfriend kissing, pointed out his small drum kit, a bass guitar that lay next to his rumpled clothes and towels and empty bottles of green tea, one full of dried flowers, and the ink self-portraits and drawings of nudes that he had tacked to the walls. Thick jasmine incense competed with his cigarette smoke. He changed the music on his laptop with the melancholy, slightly startled air of a college boy on his own for the first time.
Rey's story, though, had some unusual dimensions. The elite college he began attending last year in New York City, with its academically competitive, fresh-faced students, happened to be a women's school, Barnard. That's because when Rey first entered the freshman class, he was a woman.
If he identifies as a man, then I'm willing to take him at his word. Why should the women at his college be any different?