I Am An Ignorant

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Description

I was a voice over for this documentary and I acted as the voice behind a woman on segregation, tradition and misconceptions of the religion whom are based in Syria, Lebanon and Jordan. This piece took less than 24 hours to record.

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC)

Transcript

Note: Transcripts are generated using speech recognition software and may contain errors.
I remember the first time I lied about my religion. I was only 10, but I knew I didn't feel right to say I was Drew's. Yeah mm, mhm. In the past, I didn't care much about learning my religion. It was hard to find information because of my life, circumstances that forced me to be far removed from the home of Jews. Now in London. I have become more interested in uncovering this part of my life. That's when I decided to reach out to people to help share my story, as I will be staying anonymous for reasons you will later. Now I don't remember exactly when I realised I was Drew's. However, I do remember as a child playing with my grandmother's white veil and pretended it was a bride's veil. She had many of them, and they all carried a pleasant smell of incense. One day, a rockstar Why I didn't have a veil for myself. She laughed and said, Only wise people wear it. I don't exactly understand what she meant at the time, but at the very least I knew that women who wore the veil were called the wise. Mm, I was really happy as a child. Some of my happiest memories were in weddings, and I'd where the whole family gathered around, enjoying the music, food and costumes that give us that uniqueness, which is at the heart of being Druze. Like every kid, I waited for it to come every year, and I still remember the excitement and the happiness I felt in preparation for it. My family would always buy me new outfits to wear during e days, and my mom would set up a big table full of chocolates, nuts, homemade cookies that she made and butlers are ready for all the visitors. I really love my religion and all the cultural details that come with it. It never created any kind of pressure on me as a kid. In fact, I had more freedom than most to wear what I wanted and make friends with whoever I wanted. However, there was one thing that was always mentioned in front of me, which didn't bother me back then. But now, looking back at it, put me under a lot of pressure. It's not only my parents, but the whole community expects me to find a Druze husband. I feel trapped between my duty to continue the Jews heritage or choose in for myself. Although I live abroad, I get approached by Druze. Men want in a relationship, but they've always seemed to fall through due to the differences in views. Mm. I heard many offensive assumptions about my religion, especially during the peak time of the Civil War, where I hid my religion to avoid potential harm. One time in school, I had a classmates say that Jews people are atheists and they can never trust them because if they're not afraid of