So this review is actually very long overdue. I’ve been putting it off for several reasons such as the overwhelming workload or the unavailability of my weekends. But now, I’m finally sitting down and giving this book the review it deserves.
Disclaimer: I was given an ebook of Big Deal by Bookshelf PH in exchange for an honest review.
Big Deal: An Anthology of Filipino Women’s Stories and Art Volume 1 by Bookshelf PH
Big Deal: Volume I is an anthology of works from different individuals that center around the struggles of Gen-Z and Millennial Filipinas.
These stories and artworks illustrate the plurality of women’s voices, likewise celebrating the myriad of ways there are to tell a story. Big Deal hopes to recognize women’s talents, and slowly build an archive that emphasizes and highlights experiences unique to Filipinas.
If you’ve been following me on twitter, you might have seen me live-tweeting my reacting to this book. At the same time, if you were on a voice call with me in the Sunnybook Farm Discord Server, you might have heard me mention how the book got the feminist in me so riled up. In a good way, of course!
There were certain pieces from the book that stood out to me. However, I’ll only talk about one. And that piece is actually the book’s opening work, The Woman’s Body is Not Her Own by Keziah Acharon.
Let me give you a quote that struck me in Keziah Acharon’s The Woman’s Body is Not Her Own.
“She is Adam’s rib, and is therefore Adam’s. She is the bearer of life, and is therefore life’s.”Keziah Acharon, The Woman’s Body is Not Her Own
Not only was the piece written immaculately, you can feel the anger and the bitterness dripping in every verse.
Acharon certainly was not messing around. In just the first few pages, I was spilling tears of anger and frustration because it certainly hit way too close to home, especially in the kind of culture that thrives in the Philippines.
As if her worth were tied to her womb. Deprived of the workings of her womb. No longer to fill her role.
Her body is not her own.Keziah Acharon, The Woman’s Body is Not Her Own
As someone who fantasizes on and off with the idea of having a child in the future, the idea of being infertile truly scared me.
When I read that excerpt, only then did I realize why I was scared.
Because without the role of a child bearer, I did not know what other purpose I had, as woman, in this world.
It made me realize that growing up, I was made to think that my purpose was to serve. To be of service. Why?
Because my body is not my own.
It’s nothing like seeing the injustices against women put front and center that makes me realize that the fight for equality is far from over. As an anthology, the book certainly has more works and artworks that will awaken the Feminist anger in you.
I’m sure everyone of us has encountered someone who claimed to know better about these issues and can site studies as to why these injustices are a thing of the past or worse, a problem created by women themselves.
Just know that experience will always and forever speak over books.
So if you know anyone who has uttered the words “We don’t need Feminism in this day and age,” you can get them this book as a big Fuck You in response!
What has your experience as a woman been like?
What kind of injustices have you faced?
Have you done anything change things?