In my high school of over three thousand students, there are two Muslim students; I am one, and my younger sister is the other. Needless to say, deeming us minorities would be a bit of an understatement. My elementary school years deluded me with the superficial allures of assimilation into a primarily white, Christian community. I made constant attempts at blending into my effectively homogenous school, from fabricating stories about Christmas with my family to telling my friends that I had forgotten my lunch at home (thirty days in a row) as opposed to explaining the intricacies of fasting. As someone who does not look particularly ethnic, these were all somewhat convincing efforts I could make to distance myself from a “shameful” background
