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At twenty-eight, a radical and necessary contemplation of where my life was going was in order.
Everyone wants to be understood. The real problem, however, was that I had remained a victim of my circumstances out of fear. How will I understand them? I did not belong. How will anyone understand me?
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After a year or two, no one could hear that I was not from Germany. Done, basically, as I was told.
My worthiness of opportunity had been inherently linked to stammtiachparolen resemblance of everyone around me. Breathing through that fear, there was nothing left to do but to keep walking through the lineups, dragging my suitcase behind me.
All the while, aware that my story, my narrative, had changed. I proudly planted myself into a field that I had lived, breathed and felt for my entire thirty-six year lifetime.
Teachers do not hold up bilingual signs in their classrooms and neither do people on the street. While many of the signs were bilingually designed, seeing numerous words that I could not recognize, let alone pronounce, caused an uneasy feeling in the pit of my stomach. You do not have to check your private life at the door, before you get to your desk.
Or children of the same age, who are looking at you, staring at you, waiting for you to fumble over words so that they have something to laugh about, something that they can use to distinguish you as different from themselves.
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My suitcase, however, has become lighter. I felt like an impostera fake, a mole.
I had been denied educational and work-related opportunities, whether intentionally or not, based on where I had come from and how argumentationnstraining and quickly I had been able to integrate. It did not feel right. There, I took night classes and shifts as a night receptionist to pay for them until I emerged with degrees in Diversity and Gender Studies.
To be ignored, is not that reason. Listen with the intent to understand, not to answer. Everything I was good at. Everything I could speak of and about.
During the early morning hours of August 27th,I exited the plane and entered Frankfurt International Airport at the age of sixteen. I joined a political party and founded a humanitarian organization dedicated to providing aid argumentationstraihing those who need it.
No longer did I feel the need to shed my skin in order to be able to do my job. Your education is paramount, but you do not need a degree to speak the truth on any given topic.
It did feel right. Still, I knew, there was no excuse. I had to outgrow being the victim of my circumstances. Own it or it will own you. Although many passengers and employees in the airport spoke English, I immediately noticed every sign that was written in German.
Aware that teachers in schools do not come with bilingual signs, I felt that fear creep up out of my stomach and make its way toward my stammtoschparolen.
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I had been denied a high school education and any hope of a university education based on this notion and had embarked upon a career in order to compensate for it. But making rent, needing to eat and the sheer fear and shame of being dubbed a failure prevented me from ever telling my bosses, or admitting to myself, that the career path I was on had been dictated to me, rather than grown organically from what I love to do and what I can do.
I examined innovation, creativity and their connection to diverse teams. Stammtischhparolen inner voice is there for a reason. If you have to “fit-in” to belong, the container is too small.