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by Jenina Singh, staff writer
In some of the monologues the speakers seem to accept and like their sexuality. Others reject it, and others just seem uncomfortable about it. A variety of definitions and attitudes emerge: the vagina is an innate and intimate part of a woman’s body: it gives/receives pleasure; it gives life, but has become something that for many women is embarrassing. For others it has become a source of insecurity, a violation of their spirit, a part of their bodies—themselves—which they have come to deny.
In one of the monologues a woman said, “I don’t like to think that I have a vagina down there, I like to think something else is down there – like furniture.”

One of the main themes was just how many women see the vagina as taboo, and the variety of their reasons.

Despite the fact that in society today, many young woman seem to accept their sexuality; the monologues show that both old and young are still uncomfortable. One monologue, entitled “Down There,” by a 70-year-old woman revealed that she had never even seen her vagina. In fact, she refrained from using the word and instead referred to it as “down there.” She had never had an orgasm and had no idea where her clitoris was.

In a monologue entitled “Vagina Workshop,” a woman, in a class for women and their bodies, verges on a panic attack as she frantically and desperately tries to find her clitoris. The instructor calms her down, strokes her forehead and tells her to breathe, and in time she finds her clitoris and has the most explosive orgasm of her life.

Other monologues expressed the embarrassment some women feel from the bodily functions of their vagina, and the lasting effects of a single bad experience. “The Flood” recounts the experience at 17, of a woman now 40. As a teenager, she got a little too excited when making out in her boyfriend’s new car. “The flood” seeped through her panties right onto the new leather seat. He was disgusted, and she had no idea what had happened. Ever since then, she was afraid that “the flood” would randomly happen whenever she got sexually aroused.

Later, monologues recount abuse and mutilation. “Cuchie Snorter” tells of a 10-year-old girl raped by her father and his best friend. She didn’t see her father again for seven years, and she avoided boys. She later rediscovers her sexuality with the help of an older woman.

Another monologue describes the horrific acts of genital mutilation. A woman, while a prisoner of war, is repeatedly raped and abused by several men for seven days. They leave her to die, but she doesn’t. Her monologue ends with a statistic: 20.1 million woman are raped every year. The play didn’t give any statistics on how many woman are sexually mutilated every year.
 
 

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