“I’ve lost count of the cat callings I experienced all my life”

I have lost count of the cat callings I experienced all my life. Aside from the cat callings, two incidents of harassment stood up in my memory till this very day.
The first happened when I was still in junior high school in Semarang. That was over 21 years ago. I was walking home from school when a grown up man walked by pass me and grabbed one of my boobs. I turned around and glared at him. He turned around too and had a smirk on his face. This happened just a few feet away from my home. I remember feeling so annoyed back then but it did not register to my young logic that I had just experienced a sexual harassment.
The second incident happened when I was in my university years. I attended a varsity debate tournament in Singapore and the event was opened with a foam party. Under the foam shower in the middle of the crowd, I felt somebody grabbed one of boobs from behind. I was not sure if it was only an accident or an intentional touching. Only the next day I was made aware that so many other girls experienced inappropriate touching under the foam shower and we reported the sexual harassment case to the committee.
If I could turn back time, I wish I was given an early education about what sexual harassment is and my authority about my body so I knew how to respond and handle such situations.
Nowadays, cat callings still happen to me. I now try to handle it by not presenting my anger to the perpetrators. I usually approached them and asked nicely straight to their faces , “Ada perlu dengan saya manggil-manggil, Pak?”. The look on their faces was priceless. Most of them were dumbfounded because they did not expect that kind of reaction and they would just look away in embarrassment. Receiving no responses from them, I would then walk away.
I think one of the reasons men do this is to trigger ‘that upset reaction’ and it’s part of the fun for them. I refuse to give it to them.