The Real
I exist between categories rather than inside them when I think of race and who I am. I am an Arab-American. I was born in New York but I am of Jordanian descent. After recently taking a DNA test, I am 70% middle eastern and 30% Jordanian. I am in between these categories but I am not inside one because I still consider myself fully American for having been born here yet I take pride in my Arabic roots.
I have been called an introvert and an extrovert at different times by different people. I don’t even know what I am at this point because I am flexible and can be both when I want to be. This is another example of how I am in between two categories rather than inside them.
My main influence that has molded me and guided me towards The Real this far has to be something like my mom, my aunt, or my brother. Mainly I think it’s me and my view on them. I look at my mom and want to do her right by growing up to be successful and living life the way I want to live it. I look at my brother, Michael, who never lets any situation get him mad. He always smiles and thanks God for what he has. Finally, my aunt who is fun and care-free. She never lets anyone put her down and can start the party or get anyone smiling. These three people probably have the most influence on me finding the real. Family is my answer. My family has guided my step towards The Real this far.
I haven’t found The Real yet, but I think I am on my way.
