anything you can do i can do better.

when I was maybe 9 years old my family and I were up north at my grandparents cottage on Drummond Island. My dad and grandpa had taken me out into the woods in his old baby blue jeep with no top and barely any seats to a big open area somewhere on our property. They had stapled a paper plate with a drawn on bulls eye to a big stump at one end of the open field. They spent awhile taking turns shooting at it to see who could get the closest when my dad looked at me and said "wanna try?" Of course I did, I was a self proclaimed tom boy and I wasn't afraid of anything back then. After two shots, boom. I got a bulls eye. I was ecstatic and when I got home we had barely set foot in the front door before I started waving it around and telling everyone how I had beat the boys! My grandma looked at me and started singing the song from "Annie Get Your Gun" anything you can do I can do better.... from that day on every time I see a girl with a gun I think of her and her subtle way of telling me being a girl wasn't so bad.