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CHILDREN | Peak Trans
I recall seeing a cartoon by a great cartoonist called Kathryn Lamb, which shows a teacher standing at the front of her class and asking those who are the same sex this term as last term to put their hands up. We all get the joke these days but it wouldn't have made any sense when my kids were little. When my daughter was in her third year of life, she announced she was a boy. Her brother ­put her straight. He was the big boy in the family and she was the little girl. She wasn't best pleased and argued that she could be a boy if she wanted to. I wasn't particularly surprised that she either wanted to be a boy or believed she was one. She had short hair and hardly ever wore dresses, which meant she looked more like the boys than the girls in her picture books and she was mistaken for a boy every single time by strangers. What's more, she didn't know any girls. She had one older brother – two years her senior – and there was a dearth of girls her age amongst friends and neighbours, so