Personal Narrative: My Unjust Social Norm

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We live in a society, where it is habitual to place people into immaculate and impeccable little boxes. The world is obsessed with labeling people, and categorizes them upon first glance.

Sadly, I was a victim of this unjust social norm, I was placed into the stereotypical Indian category. When I told people that I was from India, they would jump to conclusions, create a character based solely on the fact that I was brown, without truly acknowledging my personality. The fact that I was born in India and moved to America at the age of six, did not help my case. I was put into a box, where I was supposed to be this intelligent, soft-spoken, curry-reeking Indian who speaks with a funny accent.

For a long time, I believed that my personality should be restricted to the box that society placed me in, but going to school everyday and seeing the differences between myself and the other kids changed my mind. As I grew up I wanted nothing more than to break out of the constraint I
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Unlike other kids I did not see lunch as a time to devour all the food one possibly could, but as a form of forced social interaction. As an introverted person, I dreaded going to lunch. The cafeteria was like an open sea, and the only safe area to swim was at my corner of the lunch table. Every other lunch table was like another depth, too dangerous to go in by myself. But the failures from the earlier that day, had motivated me to finally go to another table, where other students sat. I spotted a group of girls near the far end of the cafeteria. To me these girls were a way to break the image I had created for myself. I knew if I sat down with them, I would finally have a success, but if I had not taken this chance I wouldn't have achieved anything. Sitting down at that table, was a victory that I couldn’t comprehend. I had no interest in sitting with the girls, but in the achievement of sitting with other