"Ms. David's team's turn," said Catherine.
One of Ester's team members got up, and approached the lectern.
"My mother, works as a maid in a luxury hotel. You may talk of uniforms as these high-minded symbols, but for people like my mother, who work the lowest of low jobs. It is a daily reminder of her lot in life. Each time she goes to work in that maid uniform, she endures the leering stares of men, the condescending looks of those who think that she is below their station. My fellow student spoke of protection. My mother's uniform invited sexual assault! I'm the result of a horrific rape! No more. I say no more! A person should not be assaulted, ridiculed and belittled over a uniform that has been imposed upon them!" she sobbed, and stepped down from the lectern.
"This one's mine," whispered Yue as Catherine called their team's turn.
