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Last December, I lay in my bed scrolling through Instagram reels. I wept as videos of bloodied children, mourning mothers, and fathers pulling people out from underneath rubble crossed my screen. My heart broke as I contemplated why I was home for Christmas with my family while another was orphaned and starving in Gaza.
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Last July, an article featuring Utah native Hannah Neeleman was released by the London Times [1]. Hannah has a large social media following where she documents her days of milking cows, caring for her eight children, cooking from scratch, and an occasional ballet video. The article critiqued Hannah’s traditional lifestyle as a homemaker and mother and painted her as oppressed by her husband. When I first read the article, I felt angry on Hannah’s behalf. She was a Julliard graduate, a successful CEO of her company (Ballerina Farms), and a grown adult. Surely, she was in control of her life and capable of making her own choices. The article, however, made her out to be subject to her husband’s goals and life aspirations.
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