Identities are often viewed as the way we are perceived by
the outside world. But how do we receive our identities? Are we born with a
pre-conceived identity or are we able to create our own? In the novel Bastard Out of Carolina, written by
Dorothy Allison, the main character Bone struggles to find her own voice and
identity.
Although nowhere near the level of Bone’s story, I can
relate to her in the way that I, myself am still trying to find my own voice
and identity. Growing up with two brothers as the middle child could be at
times hard, but overall an experience that has made me evolve. Throughout our
younger years, my brothers and I were able to try our hands at various
activities that interested us each. But the tides soon turned and as we all
became older, it seemed as if I was getting compared to each one of my brothers
for their achievements-even my younger brother!
Throughout my earlier school years I had been a student of
the many teachers who had my older brother as a previous student and each year
I would find myself being compared to him on what seemed to be a daily basis.
Each teacher would have the same comments “ Oh wow, you’re Stephen’s younger
sister! He was such a great and bright student! Hopefully you are too”! If you
could picture the most annoyed face, then you would be visualizing the look on my
face each year I had to endure statements like that.
As the years passed, my older brother Stephen proved to be
very good at academics and a bright student dominating the education system. My
younger brother JC began to show signs of being a talented artist and has
developed his skills to the point of being in all AP art classes and praised by
his art teachers and fellow classmates. And then there’s me- the middle child
stuck in-between, trying to figure out my life.
Although I don’t have much figured out yet about what I want
to be when I grow up or what I want to be known for, I do know that I want to
be my own person. I know that I am a dreamer, a do-gooder, and an optimist. By trying new things and pushing myself beyond my comfort
zone, I will be able to make the identity I want for myself. As the great William Shakespeare once said, “we
know what we are, but not what we may be”.
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