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‘I am intrigued, Geoffrey,’ she said.  'Why do you want to be a witch instead of a wizard, which is something traditionally thought of as a man’s job?’

'I’ve never thought of myself as a man, Mistress Tiffany.  I don’t think I’m anything.  I’m just me,’ he said quietly.

Good answer!  Tiffany said to herself.  Then she wondered, not for the first time, about the differences between wizards and witches.  The main difference, she thought, was that wizards used books and staffs to create spells, BIG spells about big stuff, and they were men.  While witches–always women–dealt with everyday stuff.  BIG stuff too, she reminded herself firmly.  What could be bigger than births and deaths?  But why shouldn’t this boy want to be a witch?  She had chosen to be a witch, so why couldn’t he make the same choice?  With a start, she realized it was her choice that counted here too.  If she was going to be a sort of head witch, she should be able to decide this  She didn’t have to ask any other witches.  It could be her decision.  Her responsibility.  Perhaps a first step toward doing things differently?
—  Terry Pratchett, “The Shepherd’s Crown”