My dad is Jewish, and my mom is Filipino Catholic. I have no shame.
“My dad is Jewish, and my mom is Filipino Catholic. Growing up, I felt pressured by my Jewish relatives to only focus on my Judaism and forget about the other parts of my identity.”
Topic: Jewish Identity
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I’m one of the few Jews with a mutated BRCA gene, meaning I’m at high risk for breast cancer.
“I was adopted as a child, but I knew my chances of developing breast cancer were high.”
One of my classmates would whisper about me, saying, ‘Why would I pray for a Jew?’
“I was enrolled in a Catholic school, where I was the only Jewish and Eastern European student.”
People didn’t see my adopted mom as my ‘real’ mother, so they didn’t see me as a ‘real’ Jew.
Nowadays, I’m not scared to tell people that I’m adopted and Jewish anymore.
My brothers and I found a respite from the constant pressures of cadet life at Hillel.
It was a small, tight-knit community that immediately absorbed us and gave us a respite from the constant pressures at West Point.
My family emigrated from India to New York and then moved to North Carolina.
“Jewish life centered around the home for me. My family immigrated from India to New York and then moved to North Carolina.”
On and off campus, my volunteer work with the military reflects my Jewish values.
“My time as a cadet ended when I began studying cybersecurity at Towson University, but I wanted to find a way to continue my support of our military. And Towson Hillel gave me an opportunity to do that.”
I have the best of both worlds as a Latina Jew. My dual identity has influenced who I am.
“I’m Jewish and Latina. I feel like I have the best of both worlds. Being Jewish and Spanish has influenced who I am — my personality, the foods I like, my values. I grew up in a traditional Modern Orthodox home in Hollywood, Fla. I attended Jewish private school my whole life, spent almost every […]
My kippah sparked dialogue within religious communities, most notably with a monk.
My kippah sparked a conversation between me and a monk on campus during my sophomore year.
I was raised in an interfaith household. My dad is Jewish. My mom isn’t.
It’s not enough to talk about our history as a Jewish people, we need to experience it firsthand.
