Tianisha Torres is a student at Endicott College. She asks some very poignant questions about identity.
Where do I belong?
Where do I belong,
when I go back home from school and people look at my funny and tell me I act “white”?
Where do I belong,
when my ASL class final is to sign my favorite family vacation and I can’t even figure out how to tell them I don’t have one?
Where do I belong,
when my family is so torn I can’t even make it to see everyone on my once most prized holidays?
Where do I belong,
when my son can’t physically play with my generation’s new born kids because I decided to have a baby so young; and I can’t remember that last time I changed a diaper?
Where do I belong,
when I’m at the supermarket and the cashier in North Beverly mistakes my debit card for food stamps?
Where do I belong,
when I don’t fit in my kid’s classroom parent population?
Where do I belong,
when I’ve been forced into the ‘adult’ mindset but I am still a child at heart?
— Tianisha Torres
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