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Masculinity and feminity

what it mean to be a 'real' man/woman and the responsibilities that come with these roles

• in my culture, we define manhood as a stage where a man is grown up when he reaches 21 years and initiated or go to mountain, and he can get married but still under guidance & care of parents
• womanhood is a stage where a girl  reaches 15 years and started to see her period and graduated in an initiation school and she will be called "Khoba" which means a virgin girl ready for the world

Real Man is someone who is the King, the head, the president and the leader in his family. As the head is expected to have the following:
• He must have the plan for the family (Clear Vision) for his wife and children. He must know how to provide for the family and have policies that he use to lead the family.
• He must have the eyes to see the needs of his family.

Real Woman is a helpmate who must provide support for her husband to be able to fulfill the role of being a leader int he family. She must believe in the leadership of the husband and be influenced by it. As the deputy president, she is expected to have the following:
• She must submissive to her husband
• she must respect the husband, she must understand that respect is not a token of being a slave but a commanded quality which works for the good of the mankind.
• She must always appreciate her husband
• She must meet the sexual needs of her husband
• She must act like a heart in the body
• She must act like a neck that support the head
• She must act like the arms in the body

Source: Facebook (sic-ced), originally from a powerpoint presentation
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