Personal Narrative Essay On Why Do You Have A Chunky

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“Why do you have a chunky, brown paste oozing out of your lunch pail?” Steve, my third grade science partner and best friend asked. That day I hurriedly packed my lunch from my grandma’s house while my parents were away at Hajj, fulfilling their religious duties. While I felt ashamed and embarrassed by my poor lunch packing skills, my friend strangely asked to try some of my lunch - white rice and halal chicken cooked in a concoction of Afghan curry. While indulging in a typical Afghani lunch, Steve exclaimed how great it was. After explaining to him that my lunch was made using halal meat, he spits out the food and says that he hates that kind of meat as if he had some form of an allergy to the way an animal is slaughtered. I brushed off this …show more content…

This was never more clear to me than the day that Osama Bin Laden was killed. I had just expended all of my energy running a mile when my classmates began to poke fun at me. One boy shouted, “I’m sorry to hear about your uncle, you terrorist. Maybe its time you go back to your Arab country and take over Al-Qaeda.” At this moment I had flashbacks to whenever there was an incident of violence brought about by someone who identified as a Muslim and how my family, especially my mom, would be pressured into masking their identity. My mom wears a hijab, but with mounting anti-Muslim sentiment she hasn’t felt comfortable being herself in a post – 9/11 America. After the flashback, I muttered to myself, “I wish I wasn’t a Muslim in America.” At this precise moment I realized that I had failed myself, my mom and all of those before me by dissociating myself from, rather than embracing, my culture. I let my classmate’s bitter words turn into my own bitter thoughts and that has been my biggest lesson learned in life – to find the strength to be myself when my way of life is constantly

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