Inspiring in the Article, Woman in Combat Zone by Leslie...

â€Å"In the Combat Zone† written by Leslie Marmon, is about how the roles of women have been taught for generations. Women are smaller and weaker, and that we are sitting ducks waiting to be victims by our prey. Women are taught to be easy targets by their mothers, aunts, and grandmothers. They were told that women should not kill, or use weapons. In this essay Leslie Marmon, explains that we can put a stop to the crimes done against women by strangers. Females must learn how to take aggressive action individually. In the 20th century woman no longer have to fit in the box that they have been put in. We can defend and protect ourselves. I was inspired by this essay in the combat zone in how she handles herself when she thought her life†¦show more content†¦If it does not feel right, do not do it. If someone is approached by a predator, never leave the primary crime scene. Always stay in the primary crime scene. Attract as much attention as you can to yourself. A lot of women worry that they will make their attackers angry and get hurt worse if they try to defend themselves, though statistics have shown that the odds of survival are far greater if you do fight back. I got so caught up in reading about self defense that I read on and on. So I could probably write a whole paper on safety. But honestly I think my point was made that the difference between walking away and becoming tomorrows newspaper headline all comes down to how well prepared we are to protect ourselves in a bad situation. I believe this goes for men and women. I picked in the combat zone by Leslie Marmon because I had my own story to tell with it. I had just turned 21.I was invited to a party. My car was in the shop so I had someone come pick me up. After about four to five hours the party become too much and I was ready to go home. I couldn’t get anyone to take me home and I was a little embarrassed to call someone. My house was only about four miles away so I decide t o walk home. I don’t know what I was thinking because the first thing I did was put on my headphones. This is a big no no. I didn’t realize I was being followed until about a mile away from the house. By that time it was 12:30