by Sarah Boyte
Approximately
fifty members of the five Chicago radical women's groups met on Saturday,
May 18, 1968, to hold a citywide conference. The main purposes of
the conference were to create and strengthen ties among groups and
individuals, to generate a heightened sense of common history and
purpose, and to provoke imaginative programmatic ideas and plans..
In other words, the conference was an early step in the process of
movement building.
The plan of the day-long conference included the following: an historical
analysis of women's movements in the U. S. , and impressionistic sketch
of the women's liberation movement in Vietnam, workshops on "our
identity as a movement", followed by a general meeting and workshop
reports, and workshops on various program and action project ideas.
The "identity" workshops dealt with such questions as, How
does the women's movement relate to the larger movement? How can we
build a broad women's movement? Throughout the day, the need for historical
research, and for women to do more writing, was brought up. Also discussed
was the problem of analyzing women as an oppressed group, and the
class differences in women's oppression.
There was some difference of opinion on priorities, with some favoring
action projects (such as organizing university students and employees
to demand a daycare center for their kids) now, and others feeling
more research and discussion should precede any action. No conclusions
were reached, and the dialogue will continue.
Reactions
to the conference varied. Many of the negative reactions served to
point up the limits of a one-day conference-e. g. too little time
to relax and make friends resulted in people talking mostly to those
they already knew. Many tired people left at 5:00 though the conference
was planned to last until 8:00. Nevertheless, Chicago women have gotten
together, and the experience has encouraged us to plan for continuing
citywide programs as a base for a more cohesive women's movement.
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P.7
In the hospital
they moved systematically
down the rows of babies
checking
and on me finding
lack of the male
tied into my mind
the roadmap lined with pink.
I learned to walk
along its path
feet not heeding
the brown terrain
of actual and uncharted
ea rth.
Enduring alike
hardships and the pretty -
eyes straight ahead
between tall flowered hedges
watered with advertising,
watered with fear,
to the ultimate
plastic cartoon
of a lying fairy-tale's end
covering the horizon
overcoming the whole sky
at the end of the road marked
childhood.
Jean
Tepperman
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