Gurwinder never told his parents about his experiences in school and neither did I; I could not admi
Gurwinder never told his parents about his experiences in school and neither did I; I could not admit to my parents that I wasn’t fitting in, or that I was too weak to defend myself. I felt a sense of shame, and to admit to them what was happening in school was in some way to admit that I was a failure.In effect, as Sikh American boys, we lived two different lives – one at school, and one at home. To cope and survive, Gurwinder cut his hair and tried to erase who he was as a Sikh boy, while I introverted further and avoided making friends at school. We chose to be invisible, so we would no longer stand out. But in the silence of who we were, we both turned to the grounding elements of our spiritual faith. I took more interest in stories from Sikh history – it became a source of strength learning about those who overcame all odds and gave their lives in defense of their faith – and immersed myself in historical comics, books and articles.- “A Shared Journey: The Story of Two Sikh American Men,” Winty Singh, Hyphen Magazine -- source link
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