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Just because my friends believed I “looked Jewish” didn’t mean I necessarily wanted to celebrate an approaching holiday. In the decade since I questioned my identity for the very first time as an elementary school student, I’ve attended a Jewish day school, read a few shelves worth of books, and looked in the mirror frequently enough to realize the importance of looking like one thing or another in order to associate with a given group. However, it is not just up to me to figure out where I fall in the broad spectrum of classifications-it is also up to the child sitting in a car outside a Dunkin Donuts, realizing the power in appearance and status that has the capability to define an individual. Being a girl comes with a neatly packaged set of standards, just as Judaism comes with an even stricter set of beliefs maintained in holy books and commentaries. These four years are strongly defined by the importance of appearing one way or another. In high school, I have especially learned how femininity and Judaism come with certain expectations and outside pressures. Though it may seem to be an inescapable title for someone with my profile, I felt surprised and horrified to hear this phrase around every Jewish holiday as my fellow students assumed my participation in the festivities. In middle school, I could not explore my religious identity quietly because I “looked Jewish”. In fact, because of appearance, I’ve found it impossible to question my identity in secret or in silence. I wondered about myself-how I could fit in among the mosaic of peoples when my own identity seemed so misshapen.Ī lot of what I know about being Jewish and being a woman comes from appearance. Watching the cars drive along the highway, I tried to discern the faces of the drivers-discover their races, religions and genders in order to associate their appearances with stereotypical status and privilege. Why am I both burdened and liberated by the rich history that precedes me, and how do I identify myself with it accordingly? I remember sitting in a car outside of a Dunkin Donuts when I first pondered this question.
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