{"id":11813,"date":"2017-12-21T01:00:16","date_gmt":"2017-12-21T09:00:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/sjcctimes.com\/?p=11813"},"modified":"2017-12-21T00:55:09","modified_gmt":"2017-12-21T08:55:09","slug":"i-am-injera","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/sjcctimes.com\/es\/11813\/opinion\/i-am-injera\/","title":{"rendered":"I am: Injera"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I will never know exactly who I am because the words don\u2019t exactly come to mind. Injera describes me the most; a traditional Ethiopian dish my mom made growing up.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Injera is complicated to explain; just like me. It\u2019s a soft flatbread that is served with fresh toppings such as meat, vegetables, and cheese. The toppings can be sweet, savory, and a mix of different tastes.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Injera is who I am <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014 <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">symbolically, of course <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u2014 <\/span><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">and the toppings are my characteristics. I can be nice, mature, and intelligent, but I can also be the complete opposite. When making injera, it\u2019s hard to know how it will turn out; just like how I will never know who I will turn out to be.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I was born in America and my parents are from Ethiopia, a country located in East Africa. People constantly ask me where I am from, and when I say Ethiopia, no one believes me. People say I have Asian, Arab, or black features. I am from America and have African parents, but people don\u2019t consider me to be African American because my parents speak their language and have brought their culture with them. I am an African American despite what others say, despite my light brown skin, despite the fact that I am a Muslim woman and I wear a hijab.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When I was younger, I felt out of place when people from my parents country were surprised that I\u2019m Ethiopian too. For a while, I was thinking about taking a DNA test. That thought sat in my mind for a while. I wanted to know if I really was a descendant of Arabs and Asians just like everyone thought I was. I felt like I didn\u2019t really know myself. <\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">I get it. I have lighter skin and smaller eyes than most Ethiopians, but that doesn\u2019t mean that I don\u2019t belong. I may never know what countries my ancestors are truly from, but when I eat Injera with my family, I am reminded of who I really am. Everyone\u2019s preconceptions about me slowly slip away with each bite.<\/span><\/p>\n<hr \/>\n<p><em>&#8220;I am&#8230;&#8221; is a special series in which we asked students to bring new insight into social issues through the lens of identity and their life experiences, and to answer the ultimate question: Who are you?<\/em><\/p>\n<p><em>To read all other articles in this series, <a href=\"https:\/\/sjcctimes.com\/tag\/i-am\/\">click here<\/a>.<\/em><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I will never know exactly who I am because the words don\u2019t exactly come to mind. Injera describes me the most; a traditional Ethiopian dish my mom made growing up. Injera is complicated to explain; just like me. It\u2019s a soft flatbread that is served with fresh toppings such as meat, vegetables, and cheese. 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