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A call for better representation for girls in media

This post does not match previous posts; I was considering writing it and finding some more appropriate place to publish it. Upon further thought I realised that this was the perfect place for it, because it is a call to be better and to do better by the future women of this world. A call to reroot the future by changing the present.

I am blessed at the moment to have my sister and her two young ones (boy 10 and girl 8.5) around for the summer. Being a moderately alright aunt, I figured that we should avail of the cheap Tuesday cinema screenings in our local cinema. The choice of kid’s films showing today was: Captain Underpants, a tale of two mischievous boys who turn their grumpy teacher in to a superhero of sorts; another iteration of Spiderman; Cars 3 and Despicable Me 3. I was immediately struck by with the realisation that there was something wrong with this list? Every one of these films is lead by a male lead or two. There are no female leads here at all! No representation of girls or women as main characters. Despicable Me comes the closest in the female representation stakes, as the main character now has a wife and the three orphan girls, but it is still his story and his character development that we see portrayed.

This got me thinking, when was the last time I watched a children’s film that  was about a normal girl becoming extraordinary through sheer hard work and perseverance alone. Zootropolis (Zootopia) is the only one recently that I can think of. Had the makers of Big Hero 6 the guts to have the main lead as a little girl who was interested in robotics, it too would have failed to made it on to that list, because the protagonist is an orphan and the media seems to be in love with representing orphans.  Wonder Woman does not qualify; she is the daughter of a queen and a deity and thus comes from privilege, Moana, Brave and Mulan fail to qualify because they too come from privilege (fathers are chiefs or something) and therefore it is expected that they will succeed. Beauty and the Beast fails because Belle is beautiful and beautiful on the inside too (gag), and for that reason she is held up as an example of the best of womanhood and so she becomes a princess or something. It appears as though film is telling our future women that in order to get on in the world or make a difference to the world they have to be beautiful or they have to come from an influential family. Our girls are learning from the way their gender is represented in film that they cannot succeed or be the protagonist in their own lives if they are ordinary looking  and/or are from an ordinary family (whatever that is) where boys are shown that they can be protagonists and succeed if they are ordinary and from ordinary families.

I am not saying that the film industry should stop making films that have make leads, but that they should start asking themselves if the gender of the character matters to the story. If not, should they maybe think about making that character a female character or an other character? I want to see a kid’s film about two normal mischievous girls who turn their grumpy teacher into Mrs. Captain Overcoat or something like that. More representation for regular girls, less pushing the idea that beauty or privilege are needed in order to make a story about girls work. Down with princesses, up with ordinary girls getting bitten by radioactive spiders and becoming Spiderwomen! Seriously, let us stop failing to provide strong, ordinary girl representation in an age where media has become so important and influential.

If you can think of films (kid’s films in particular) that qualify to be on this list, please share your thoughts in the comments section. To qualify: Female or other (but being other is not important to the story) protagonist/ lead from a kind of ordinary (not orphan or privileged) background, who is either ordinary (whatever that is, we are all beautiful) or not using her pretty or femininity to get ahead. Tall ask, I know, but there has to be more than just Zootropolis out there. Don’t even get me started on talking about better representation for mixed race, Asian and dark kids. Films with such representation would score highly on this list. (I watched Big Hero 6 with my niece and nephew, they are half Nigerian and half European hybrid like myself. Due to the larger number of male characters in that film, my nephew was able to identify with the black teen, but there was no one in that (or any other kid’s film that I am aware of) for my niece to properly identify with, I think she chose the blonde one because her mom is blonde, but I could see that she was irked by it. Unfortunately representation matters, us telling a kid they are awesome and capable is not enough any more, kids seem to need that recognition that people like them are story worthy too)

Getting my brave on. High Protein Snacks.

Getting my brave on

I woke up on Wednesday this week knowing that in order to take the following day off to go canoeing with my niece and nephew, I would need to do a whole load of scary things in order to make that happen. The first scary task, take care of business: Email some people (similar to a cold call, just email, to be followed up with the even scarier task of phoning them on Monday). Once that was done, I could focus on the next task.

Second scary task: Fit brand new roof bars together and affix them to the car before the shade disappeared and I burned to a crisp. No pressure. Usually, my husband would take on such tasks, or we would do it collaboratively (kind of), but he had gone off to work and I was left with the roof rack and it’s picture-intensive manual. I started trying to make sense of the manual by getting an overview of it. This did not work, there were too many pieces to the puzzle and the manual had zero words and I could feel myself becoming negative and disheartened by it (This negativity was what I had feared the most about this task). So I sat back in the retreating shade and started at the top and followed the steps, I realised that the manual was clear, as in what the pictures were trying to convey was clear, once I allowed the process to filter into my brain through my eyes and hands.

The third task of the day was pleasant, it involved kitchen time, making high protein nut balls inspired by my pal Jenny and similar enough to the ones I took cycling all those years ago. These contain a mix of ground nuts, seeds, cocoa nibs, pitted dates and coconut oil, formed into balls and dusted with cocoa powder. See loose recipe below. I also had to feed my cultures and tidy up the kitchen as I was going to be away on Thursday.

The next scary task involved packing up and driving to a part of the city that I do not know, thankfully Google Maps is ok for navigation, otherwise I don’t know how I would have gotten there (though I am sure she took me on the scenic route for a laugh). Once there, there being my pal’s house, I had the task of putting a 16-foot canoe onto a 14-foot car, and strapping it down so that it could be taken down the country via the M8 without losing the canoe or it ripping my roof off. It took 25 mins to solo wrangle the canoe on to the roof rack, and another 35 to strap it down (Oh how my body ached the next morning). By now I was feeling rather sick of this canoe. Anyway, I finally left South Dublin at 20:20 and caught the ring road and on to the N7. I picked up a hitchhiker that was kind of going my way (another story), and that gave me the excuse to stop and check the strappings on the boat.After a pleasant, though disjointed chat, I dropped this person off in Kildare somewhere and continued on with the journey.

So here I was driving down the M7 and on to the M8 at 80kmph (50mph), being passed out by all the lorries and trucks,  I arrived exhausted at my destination at around midnight. Thankfully there was a bed waiting for me, and I was left wondering what there was there to be fearful of, everything had worked out fine, the boat, the car and I had arrived in one piece and all was well.

The following morning after a breakfast of birthday cake, eggs and coffee, I showed the kids (10 and 8 years old) the car with the canoe, they were so excited. We packed a picnic and drove to a river. Thankfully this time my sister was there to wrangle the canoe with me. We gave the kids the water safety lesson (lecture) and put buoyancy aids on all participants. We had a great trip down and up a quiet part of this river and we let the little ones paddle the canoe from the front while their mom got lunch organised on the riverbank. The birthday boy (10) thought this was the best birthday ever and he could not stop thanking me, (bless him).

After disinfecting the boat, we reloaded it onto the car and went back for more cake, coffee and a shower. I left soon afterwards, reversing the journey, up the M8, on to the M7, on to the ring road to South Dublin, dropped off the canoe, and caught the ring road and the M1 home, a much faster journey without a canoe on the roof! I got home exhausted, but happy. Happy that I had not allowed the fear I felt prior to starting to stop me, happy that my nephew had a great birthday and that I could help him celebrate. Happy also that I had faced some of my fears, and they were not so bad, and that knowledge will give me the courage to face future fears.

Fear is useful in that it creates caution. Caution helps us to carry out activities safely, like driving slowly when carrying a canoe, wearing life-jackets, being careful about the image of ourselves that we portray when looking for business. Fear is useless when we allow it to paralyse us when it stops us from doing the things we want to do. This is a lesson that I am going to have to carry with me daily in my developing role as a business person. There are going to be scary things I will have to do, and with practice (repetition), I am sure that these things are going to get easier to do. Doing the things that take us outside our comfort zones is empowering. You realise what you can achieve, you get an understanding of your limitations, and you learn that with practice, those limitations can be pushed.

Recipe time

So here is what you have all been waiting for, wondering how much more wordage there is going to be until Zaneta gets to the promised recipe for protein balls. These are useful when you need a protein kick, there is also enough carbs and sugars in them to help keep you awake and allow your body to process the protein. The nettle seeds give a good mood boosting kick of acetylcholine and serotonin.

While a food processor is not strictly needed it sure makes creating food like this a lot easier. This is a loose recipe, feel free to substitute ingredients for what you already have. Add more dates if you have a sweet tooth, reduce or add more oil to taste, if you want it less soft and more chocolaty, add cocoa powder to the mix to soak up the oil. If you come up with a mix you particularly like, please share it below in the comments section. I would love to hear from you.

High protein vegan protein balls

200g ground almonds

200g mixed ground seeds

(suggested: sesame, flax, chia, sunflower, pumpkin, nettle seed (mood booster, poppy, cacao nibs)

10 or so pitted dates for sweetness and energy

2tbs melted coconut oil (adds to the nutritive value and it makes it texturally moreish as it melts in the mouth like chocolate

cocoa powder for dusting

Blitz all the dry ingredients together in food processor (not cocoa powder). Add melted coconut oil and form into balls. Coat each ball in cocoa powder and store in airtight container.

Don’t forget, on the 6th of August, I am hosting a family friendly berry forage in beautiful North Wicklow. Click here for details







A foraging masterclass on beautiful Lambay island with Monica Wilde

Sea Coriander

Sea Coriander

Last weekend I had the privilege of spending some days on Lambay Island, attending what is essentially a foraging masterclass with Monica Wilde, a master forager, science-based herbalist and amazing cook. What Monica does not know about seaweeds and their varied sex lives is hardly worth knowing. I learned about harvesting and using seaweed, the uses of nettle seeds (mood booster), a grass- shaped sand- dweller that tastes like coriander (coriander grass), dock gel and so much more (my brain has had to forge new connections to contain all this!).


False Caragheen (works the same as the real stuff)

Monica was so generous with her knowledge. She took care to explain (in layman’s terms) the chemical/ hormonal action various plant substances have on the body. I was impressed with her scientific approach plants, the chemical analyses she does and the depth of her understanding of plant interactions with our bodies. This approach really appealed to the Biology graduate in me.

The island is so lovely, and yes, the rumours are true, there are wallabies! We even ate wallaby stew one of the nights. My new friends Rory (http://eatdrinkrunfun.com)  and Mark (https://www.facebook.com/skerriesphoto) got a few great shots of some wallabies. There are also puffins, guillemots, buzzards, and razorbills on the island, it is a perfect spot for seabird enthusiasts. If you fancy a visit to this extraordinary private island, there are tours that you can take that will get you to Lambay and take you on a walk around the island. If you want to spend time there, the accommodation is exquisite.



Tempura hogweed shoots

Tempura hogweed shoots

I left the island with so much more knowledge and so many new ways to incorporate wild food into my daily diet. If you want to learn about harvesting and eating wild plants, go on a walk with me (my next walk is a berry forage in Wicklow), but if you are already a forager or chef, and you want to extend your plant knowledge, go on a foraging walk or a course with Monica. She will be back on lovely Lambay in Autumn and then again in Winter.


I returned home on Monday with a pile of seaweed and nettle seeds that I dried in the dehydrator. I made a carragheen milk pudding flavoured with dried lady’s bedstraw and vanilla. We had oarweed lasagne, with the seaweed as the lasagne sheets, boiled up for 15-20 mins prior to being layered with lasagne stuff. (My niece and nephew loved it and thought that it was the best lasagne ever!) The seaweed taste disappears in the cooking. I also tempura battered and deep fried some tiny hogweed shoots that we found on the island (That also got the thumbs up from the little ones). I do believe I am all equipped for improved foraging and culinary adventures


Artichoke hearts with wild herb dressing and homemade bread