De-Fragmenting the Struggle and Other Stories

in Aspasia

I was born a boy. The midwife saw how disappointed my mother was so she ran off and fetched her another child, a girl. That, too, was me. Mother was pleased; the two of them remained best friends until the day of my Pioneer pledge, when I insisted I wore pants. I was so handsome that day that my mother couldn’t help agreeing to marry me when I am of age.

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