It Took Me 18 Years to Embrace My Name

I used to allow people — even my brother — to mispronounce my name. I finally put a stop to it.

II don’t remember how or when FEE-za was born, but I can imagine my reluctance to correct the teachers who, during roll call, would announce this mispronunciation of my Muslim name with a confidence I didn’t know a name could hold. There was…