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Favourite Toy

Favourite Toy

Ican recall rousing up before the sun came up on Christmas morning, running below in my pajamas and plunging down towards the groundwork of the tree, frantically endeavouring to get my hands on all of the precisely covered presents that had “To Ashley, Love Santa” in writing on them in big, very dark letters. I'd mindfully coordinate all of my presents into a pile as I remained intolerantly for my parents; as the rule was that I couldn't open up any presents until they awoke. Quickly, my anticipation started to augment as I begun to feel round on all of the presents, putting them up to my ear and shaking them up and down to glimpse if I could someway estimate what was below the sparkly paper. Istarted to identify a well known formed carton, small and rectangular, not too heavy, with one side of it a flexible plastic that made a crinkly noise as I shoved on it.

That's when I knew what was inside. Underneath the red and green-stripped wrapping paper was a glamorized hot pink box and inside that box was my favorite toy in the world, it was Barbie. Thead covering Christmas I had gotten twelve different Barbie's, extending from schoolgirl Barbie to motorcycle Barbie, even a solicitor Barbie. Ican recall mindfully setting them up in a strip, gazing in awe at the new additions to my currently enormous collection. Never would I have guessed that my beloved Barbie would become an hardworking part in a startling outbreak of anorexia and distorting both young women and guys anticipations of body image.

Luckily, I increased out of the “Barbie” stage in my life and begun to take a larger admiration in changing them rather than assembling them. Iwould give them new and advanced buzzed haircuts chopping of their long hair and tinting their heads distinct shades of purples, blues, and greens with my plenty of Crayola markers. The older I got, the more repulsed I became about the “Barbie” like stereotype that has swamped our society. However despite my greatest efforts in defacing them, Barbie was here to stay and quickly became a worldwide icon, which young girls aspire to. She's found everywhere from lunch boxes to the big screen.

This tall, stick thin figure has become an unhealthy longing for many young girls across this country and in turn becoming an unrealistic expectation for the young boys. In a country where studies have shown that 42% of girls as young as the first and third grade wished to be thinner, (Gasser) one has to ask themselves where have we gone wrong? It is arguable to say that Barbie alone couldn't possibly be the sole cause for this on going problem; that I agree with. What Barbie represents however, is what I believe to be the cause of many different drawbacks in today's society. Beautiful, thin, rich, blonde, independent are all of Barbie's most advertised qualities. And it's safe to say that with the way ...