Everyone desires to stand out. No matter the
profession they wish to pursue, the effort they put into their
reputation, or the reasons that motivate them to do so, succeeding is
always the main goal. When I was young, I loved the idea of being
someone unique. A girl who stands out against the crowd, and whose work
and ideas can count for something in the future. I studied, I
researched, I experienced the world as best as I could, and yet, there
was a barrier. I never thought about my race as something that defined
me.
Fighting a Forbidden Battle:
How I Stopped Covering Up for a Hidden Wrong
By Jesse Lieberfeld
I once belonged to a wonderful religion. I belonged
to a religion that allows those of us who believe in it to feel that we
are the greatest people in the world -- and feel sorry for ourselves at
the same time. Once, I thought that I truly belonged in this world of
security, self-pity, self-proclaimed intelligence and perfect moral
aesthetic. I thought myself to be somewhat privileged early on. It was
soon revealed to me, however, that my fellow believers and I were not
part of anything so flattering.
