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You are here: Home / Other Stuff / There is Nothin’ Like a Dame

There is Nothin’ Like a Dame

May 4, 2013 by Donna Highfill 9 Comments

By Donna Highfill

Girl Holding BasketballWe were fifth graders, enjoying four-square on the school playground. We were having a great time until a sixth-grade bully rolled his ball into our game. He stood at the basketball hoop and laughed, yelling: “Hey, losers, give my ball back!”

We returned the ball and resumed play. A few seconds later, his ball rolled into our game, again. We returned it, hoping he would stop. Then we heard his cruel cackle, as the ball barreled into our game a third time, hitting a girl in the head.

I picked up his ball and held it. He stared at me, but I didn’t budge. Then he started to close the distance between where he was and where we were playing.

“What are you doing, stupid-face?” he barked.

Okay. So we weren’t gifted with our insults in those days.

“I’m holding the ball because you’re just going to do it again,” I said.

The boys in line for our game began to back away, slowly. This included my recess boyfriend, which forever altered our budding relationship.

“You’re not holding my ball. You’re giving it back to me or I’ll kick your fat butt,” he hissed. He figured the fat butt reference would deter me. Want to unnerve a girl? Try the F word.

Then he moved closer, aggressively, shoving one kid down as he approached – fast. My heart was pounding, my mind was racing, but my fear was morphing into red hot anger.

“You want your ball?” I said. “Here you go.”

I heaved that ball as hard and as far as I could, across the playground. Some kids scattered. Others gathered around to watch. The bully grabbed my thumb and bent it backwards. At first I laughed but then it began to hurt like hell, so I took my free hand and punched him in the stomach!

He doubled over, and then a teacher grabbed both of us, and dragged us inside.

That was the moment. My inner Dame was born. Not because I got into a fight, but because I stood up to a bully. Are you getting the picture? Do you know what a Dame is?

She believes in herself. She refuses to be pushed around.

Dames on Screen…

I encountered my first television Dame as she sauntered down a staircase in The Big Valley. Miss Barbara Stanwyck played Victoria Barkley, wielding the same power as Bonanza’s Ben Cartwright. She wore a dress most of the time, but she packed pistols and wore slacks when it made sense. This was a time when women were not portrayed with this kind of strength. They were supposed to die early in film – shame on you, Mr. Disney – or spend their talents keeping a clean house.

I can also thank the Wild West for my second encounter with a Dame. Doris Day was an amiable “Calamity Jane” and I fell in love with her – at least I did up until the movie turned her into an ordinary girl.

You know what I mean. Calamity Jane wanted to attract a man, so she put on dresses and hung gingham curtains.

I liked the Calamity that could shoot a drink out of a man’s hand and walk around in chaps, with attitude. That Calamity Jane was a Dame.

The Dame Within…

I have spent many of my work years surrounded by men. While the most attractive women captured their attention quickly, if I had a good idea and presented it with confidence, I was heard. Those in the room who tended to take my Dame and diminish her were, alas, women.

Few of us seem to be Dame-friendly. Are we afraid of how amazing we could actually be if we acted on our power?

I believe every woman on earth has that power – a Dame within. I wish our culture valued her. I wish more people could see her clearly. I wish we could see Hillary Clinton as the most traveled Secretary of State in history, rather than a woman with large calves.

Women are taught through commercials and reality shows that our true value lies in being pretty. Is our skin young looking? Does our hair shine? Are we thin enough? Do we wear the right clothing? Does our lipstick bring out our eyes?

Are we burying the strength, the self-assurance, and the humor of the Dame?

The most tragic part of squelching our inner Dame is that we begin to believe the message. Just as bad – we resent other women who own their Dame.

What Would Pippi Do…

However well coiffed the exterior, our inner Dame looks a lot like Astrid Lindgren’s wonderful fictional character, Pippi Longstocking.

Do you know Pippi? She’s her own woman, even though she’s a girl. She’s friendly but assertive, and so strong she can lift her horse overhead – one-handed! Most of my female colleagues adore Pippi Longstocking, yet I watch them in corporate meetings and I don’t see Pippi. I see the women in the television commercials who are worried about how they look, or if their words are perfect. They won’t contribute to vital discussion because they’re afraid of being wrong.

They play the nice girl, which robs the world of their valuable opinions.

That bully in fifth grade?

Pippi wouldn’t have put up with him. Going for gingham instead of being herself? That wouldn’t fly in Pippi’s world either.

Maybe we start wearing “WWPD?” bracelets, reminding ourselves to ask: What Would Pippi Do?

The Dame within us doesn’t apologize for being alive. She doesn’t live in defensive mode. She doesn’t wait around to get her feelings hurt. A Dame is all about action, allowing mistakes, pushing boundaries, moving forward, getting things done. A Dame knows how to laugh at herself, and doesn’t stay down when pushed.

She holds out her arms to embrace each day, and takes a swing when she knows it’s necessary.

And she’s certain, without a doubt, that there is nothin’ like a Dame.

 
© Donna Strother Highfill

Donna Strother Highfill is a change consultant, trainer, coach, writer, and humorist. She is the author of a book on change, Real People, Real Change, has published articles in several professional magazines, and contributes to a variety of blogs. Her humor site for women, Dame Nation, landed her a gig as a regular Huffington Post blogger. Follow Donna on Twitter at @DameDonna, visit her Facebook Fan Page, and connect with her on LinkedIn.

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Comments

  1. Jennifer says

    May 4, 2013 at 1:18 pm

    Great post. Count me in as a dame! I love your school yard bully story. Sounds like something I would have done.
    I think our inner Pippi takes a beating when we realize how the “perfectly pretty” girls/women get all the attention.

    Reply
    • BigLittleWolf says

      May 4, 2013 at 1:27 pm

      Yes! Another fan of Pippi (and I hope, of Donna). So glad you stopped by, Jennifer. Happy to hear from another Dame!

      Reply
  2. Tammy says

    May 4, 2013 at 4:14 pm

    From one Dame to another, Bravo! I’ve often thought that I was mistaken for being a bitch. There was no mistake. Sometimes life calls on our inner bitch-dom and a real Dame will never be afraid to let it loose if that’s what life demands. That being said, those of us who can dish it out, can also take it in stride. Happy to be in the same Dame court!

    Reply
  3. Cathy says

    May 5, 2013 at 3:13 pm

    You have sealed my first opinion of you, Donna. That we are definitely “sisters from another mister”! Same stories, same love of Pippi (oh, how I loved reading those books). I loved Barbara Stanwyck (but first in the movie “Double Indemnity” when she was cool as a cucumber when she talked Fred MacMurray into killing her husband).

    I, too, was a dame, standing up to the cool boys because they were mistreating a classmate who was “slow” and ill-equipped to fend for himself.

    Thanks for being the lead Dame. I will gladly follow in your footsteps.

    Good choice to pick Donna as your Dame, DA!

    Reply
    • BigLittleWolf says

      May 5, 2013 at 3:26 pm

      There’s nothin’ like a dame, Cathy! 😉

      Reply
  4. Donna Highfill says

    May 5, 2013 at 4:16 pm

    Thank you all for your support!! You are Dames, every one.

    Reply
  5. Leslie in Portland, Oregon says

    May 5, 2013 at 11:29 pm

    “The Dame within us doesn’t apologize for being alive. She doesn’t live in defensive mode. She doesn’t
    wait around to get her feelings hurt. A Dame is all about action, allowing mistakes, pushing boundaries,
    moving forward, getting things done. A Dame knows how to laugh at herself, and doesn’t stay down
    when pushed.” Words to live by–thank you for voicing what they stand for so well!!

    Reply
  6. Lisa says

    May 7, 2013 at 10:34 am

    I love this post! And kudos to you for having chutzpah at such a young age! A boy was taking lunch items off my tray once in Junior High and I reached across the table and slapped him….with my fingernails. He never did it again. May we all find the Dame hidden deep within.

    Reply
  7. Donna Highfill says

    May 7, 2013 at 11:41 am

    Thank you Leslie and Lisa! And, yes Lisa, a slap when needed DEFINITELY puts you in the Dame category. I think we would have been great friends.

    Reply

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