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Hello everyone,
I’m sorry it’s taken us a while to put up your stories that you very kindly posted on our Hollaback Birmingham board we brought along to Feminista Summer School our joint launch with Atta Girl at the Island Bar. Thank you so much for sharing your stories with us. The most shocking for me was a lesbian couple getting catcalled by a Policeman in a police car!! Shocking. This and all your other stories are why we created Hollaback! Birmingham. To start a dialogue and shout ok this isn’t okay and we won’t accept it!!
Please find all the stories shared below. Most do not have names or locations as they were scribbled on small pieces of paper.
Everyday when walking to and from college I would be verbally harassed by men on the street. They would shout ‘sexy’, ‘slut’, ‘slag’ and then rush away. Every day I felt self concious about what I was wearing, everyday I’d avoid these men’s gaze… STOP STREET HARASSMENT NOW!
On Friday night I was on my way to meet friends for dinner in Newcastle. Two guys came walking up from behind me, jumped in front of me and kept saying ‘hello’, ‘talk to me sexy’, ‘I like you’ and I couldn’t get past.
A waitress in a pub was just doing her job and collecting glasses when a drunk man tried to dance with her as she passed him. He tried to grab her backside too. She was clearly upset and the manager threw the drunk men out – RESULT!
I was walking along in the sun when five topless blokes walked past and one shouted ‘come on then you batty boy!’ and I felt intimidated
Walking home one night a man in his car pulled up to me and whilst masturbating asked me where the massage parlour was…Once I said I didn’t know he asked me how much I cost per hour. I was wearing jeans and a hoodie
I was on the bus alone when I was 16. A man sat down next to me (despite the bus being empty). He got really closed and started to masturbate and touched my leg. I scared and moved seats. I felt humiliated, scared and dirty.
Everyday walking to work I am harassed. Cars deep and men (I walk past a building site) shout sexual comments at me. I feel intimated and powerless. It always leaves me feeling angry and frustrated.
Most recent…. running out in gym gear. Black cab driver shouts ‘put come fucking clothes on!’
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