I am Chanel.
I am so many things. If you exclude my gender, my age, my sexuality, my culture, my political beliefs, and my religious beliefs...
...I am me. Who are you?
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What defines who we are? Is it the differences in our ethnicity and culture? Our religious beliefs and practices? Do our sexes define who we
are? Is it the gender that we choose to have sexual relations with? According to the ancient Greek philosopher, Aristotle, the question of what we
are is answered as such; “We are what we repeatedly do. Excellence then, is not an act but, a habit.” Our repeated actions define who we are, not
our race, creed, gender or orientation.
With that being stated, I am an empathizer. In my everyday life I practice the act of empathy through vegetarianism. I do not eat animals
because I empathize with their deaths and their purposefully disgusting conditions while living.
I am a resistor. I resist the notion to believe every ideology that I am told by the majority, simply because the majority thinks it to be
true. For instance, I am a regularly practicing lesbian that goes against the flow of gender roles. I do not think that I should wear dresses to
formal events, unless I want to. My favorite color is not pink and I do not want to experience the pain of childbirth.
I am a minority. “Sometimes, when I was growing up, my identity seemed to paste itself right to my face. I felt that way, encountering the
stereotypes of my race perpetuated by non-Japanese people (primarily White).“ (Noda ). Just like, Kesaya E. Noda, I am constantly aware and
reminded of what society thinks about my personal identity based on my physical features. I look like the opposite of what society has conditioned
women to look like. I am obviously “the other”, different then the “normal” woman. I have always kept my hair short but tidy. I wear big-thick
plastic, artsy glasses and loose fitting jeans, never dresses. To look at me, by societies standard of “feminine” and not realize “what” I am,
would be impossible.
Discrimination based on race and sexual identity are pointless. Everyone is their own individual person, making mistakes in their own ways.
Stereotyping any portion of people into “how” their supposed to act is discrimination. Even, if the discriminator is nice about it. For example,
men often ask me, “So, who’s the guy and who’s the girl?” in reference to the suspected gender roles between my partner and I. I always tell
them that there is no male role in our relationship because we’re both women. Most importantly, we’re all human.
Noda, Kesaya E. . “Growing Up Asian In America.” 75 Readings Plus. Ed. Santi V. Buscemi and Charlotte Smith. 9th ed. New York: McGraw Hill. 2007.
Moncur, Laura. “Laura Moncur’s Motivational Quotations.”. quotationpage.com. The Quotation Page. 2010. Web. 10 Oct. 2011