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"Reclaiming My Identity" from CNN by Nafees A. Syed

Reclaiming my identity

By Nafees A. Syed, Special to CNNMarch 31, 2010 10:27 a.m. EDT

Nafees Syed and family at July 4th fireworks when a man said, "What planet are y'all from?"
Syed says if we all "went back to where we came from," only Native Americans would be left
People mistakenly think Muslims are loyal to another country above U.S., she says
Born in U.S.A., Syed says it took being "in foreign lands to realize just how American I was"

Editor's note: America's 300 million-plus people are declaring their identity in the 2010 Census. This piece is part of a special series on in which people describe how they see their own identity. Nafees A. Syed is a senior at Harvard University, an editorial writer at The Harvard Crimson and a senior editor for the Harvard-MIT journal on Islam and society, Ascent.

(CNN) -- As a child, I looked forward to nothing more than the dazzling Fourth of July laser and fireworks show in Stone Mountain Park near Atlanta, Georgia. It was family tradition to eat a hearty meal at an Indian restaurant and then watch the show on the crowded lawn of the park.

One year, as I struggled to eat my melting ice cream, a man sitting near us taunted, "What planet are y'all from?" I observed my family, attired in their extravagant Indian clothes and scarves from the restaurant party. For the first time, I wondered if we really did not belong in America, celebrating its Independence Day.

I usually hear the friendly version of this question. When my parents are asked, "Where are you from?" and answer "Georgia," it is not surprising to hear the follow-up, "I mean where are you from?" after which they will understandingly answer "originally from India."

But when the latter question is posed to me, I can only shrug helplessly and repeat, "Georgia." I used to wonder if I was being facetious in offering such a simple answer, but I honestly don't know what else to say.

The same is true when I'm occasionally told to "go back where I came from." I don't just brush these comments aside, as many immigrants to America bravely do, but really question my identity by asking myself: Where would I possibly call home except Georgia, where I was born and raised, or Massachusetts, where I have been educated?

Identity: "There are three important dimensions in my life -- my religion, Islam; my ethnicity, Indian; and my country, America -- and they are all at peace." To put it in perspective, if all of us "went back to where we came from," meaning the places of our family origin, there would be nobody in America except for Native Americans, and the rest of us would be in a predicament.

The popularized "clash of civilizations" thesis would suggest that racial and especially religious elements of my background conflict with my identity as an American. Many people genuinely believe that you have to fit a certain racial and religious archetype to be a "real American."

I am a Muslim and I am an American. My religion teaches me to treat others with dignity and respect, speak the truth, and accept one God as my creator and sustainer.

A religious loyalty to God certainly doesn't make anyone less of an American, or three of the largest religions in the United States would not belong here. But sometimes, people assume that Muslims must also have a specific loyalty to another country that precludes their patriotism to America. Contrary to this misconception, there is no such concept in Islam. A fair study of Islamic and American values would find corroboration, not contradiction.

While the 2010 U.S. Census will not ask for my religion, it will ask for my racial background. When my parents came decades ago, they were alternately identified as "Asian" and even "Caucasian," since according to United States v. Bhagat Singh Thind, South Asians are Caucasian, although not white like Europeans and Middle Easterners.

They were surprised that color was a determinant of their ethnic categorization. Racial classification has become clearer since then, and I will choose the "Asian Indian" option on the Census, an element of my identity that influences my love for rich South Asian food, clothes and literary traditions. But I would be a stranger in my parents' birthplace of India.

Ironically, it took my being an alien in foreign lands to realize just how American I was.

Ironically, it took my being an alien in foreign lands to realize just how American I was. In Britain I was told, "Nafees, you want to see everything, just like an American."

Turks discovered that my odd habit of drinking cold tea came from my Georgia origins. The Dutch guessed I was American based on the way I "carried myself."

I couldn't erase my apparently nasal American accent from my French in Paris. Indians tell me only an American can justify four years of liberal arts, as opposed to vocational, education.

Of course, some comments were based on foreign exaggerations of what "American" means, and some I still don't really understand. But obviously, America has shaped who I am.

What was even more significant was that the speakers never saw my religion or ethnic origin in tension with my nationality. Neither do I. There are three important dimensions in my life -- my religion, my ethnicity and my country -- and they are all at peace.

Name: Nafees A. Syed
Age: 21
Birthplace: Roswell, Georgia, U.S.A.
Home: Cambridge, Massachusetts


  1. The article resonates for most muslims in the west. With the majority of their "ROOTS" from Asia, we are made to struggle for our national identity. We are constantly asked for our country of origin. It is very obviously a blatant attempt to undermine our standing. Case of putting us "In our place". But on the positive side, it must be understood by muslims that the vast majority are very tolerant people and dont care much about those who take cheap shots at muslims who practice their faith. I noted one or two comments about hijab in the west and things like-- my country and your country. It is very sad commentary as great nations like India and the USA must show tolerance and love for people of all faiths. Only love begets more love.

    Nafees has written a beautiful article professing her love for her country. She is a more elegant ambassador for her country than those spilling bile in their comments. GOD bless America for enshrining the rights of all her people.

    Thank you.

  2. I get those comments too - simply because I converted to Islam over 10 years ago and wear hijab. Two of my relatives were on the Mayflower... there's also some Native American blood in my past.. .but the general assumption is that I cannot be an American because I wear a scarf. I'm also assumed to not speak English at least 25-50% of the time. LOL


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