QUOTE : Poem by Paro Madera After Dr Maya Angelou Tell your daughters how you love your body. Tell them how they must love theirs. Tell them to be proud of every bit of themselves – from their tiger stripes to the soft flesh of their thighs, whether there is a little of them or a lot, whether freckles cover their face or not, whether their curves are plentiful or slim, whether their hair is thick, curly, straight, long or short. Tell them to love the skin they are in, whether they are fair or dark, whether they are short, tall, big or thin, whether they are embarrassed by their scars, or the blemishes and marks on their skin. Tell them how beautiful they are no matter what anyone else says. Tell them their body isn’t flawed and how it fits them perfectly in so many thousands of ways. Tell them how they inherited their ancestors’ souls in their smiles, that their eyes carry countries that breathed life into history, that the swing of their hips does not determine their destiny. Tell them never to listen when bodies are critiqued. Tell them every woman’s body is beautiful because every woman’s soul is unique.