Growing up to be an outsider
As identity in Europe and the Middle East becomes increasingly defined on sectarian terms, I grow more and more worried about the future of my son.
As Iskander and I enjoy a rare sunny Sunday during this northern European spring that has not yet found its spring, our son quite literally sings the praises of multiculturalism, as he recites nursery rhymes and songs he likes in different languages. And I, basking in the sunshine he emits, marvel at how the intricacies of different cultures and identities become, in his tiny hands, quite simply child’s play.
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