Here in Panama, people call the Jewish community “the bubble” because we are completely separated from the other communities. Without knowing it, I popped this infamous bubble when I changed schools. This change was awkward. I had no interaction with any other Jews while in school, but in turn, I was introduced to the non-Jewish community.
Everyone was intrigued by the fact they had met a Jew. For the non-Jewish community, I was an anomaly, something their parents had told them about, but had never seen. They would ask me about my Jewish heritage, as I would ask them about their unknown values. …show more content…
Now, my mind is more open than ever.
Now I’m curious about everything: religion, politics, language, and traditions. I wouldn’t stop researching about my peers’ backgrounds. I have 16 years of ignorance to make up for.
I will not forget my Jewish heritage; I’m still part of that brotherhood; I’m also part of another intriguing community, a community that never seizes to amaze me. All I can say for myself is that I’m living in the middle of two distinct worlds and it's eye