Today after my middle eastern history class, another classmate and I were talking about how I’ve only recently connected with my Iranian heritage and she commented “Wow, you’re really not that Persian, are you?”
Like wow, no. That’s not okay. You have no right to comment how “Persian” I am.
I am Persian. That is something I was born with and something that I will cherish forever. Sure, I can’t speak Farsi - my mom is American, and because my dad worked, I almost never got to see him. I never got the chance to learn. I can’t connect to my Persian background the way others can. I have a language barrier that disconnects me from it. But I am Persian to my very core. I dance to the music. I enjoy the food. I engage in its history and politics and poetry and literature. I am proud of my background.
You do not get to say that to me.