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I was born into a Baha’i family in the serene country of Lesotho. Growing up, being a Baha’i was the constant driving force that shaped my identity. My Iranian father and Filipino mother pioneered to a number of African countries before settling in Namibia which is where I spent my childhood. We lived in Southern Africa during the apartheid era where it was normal to be profiled according to your race. I remember, despite growing up in Namibia and speaking the local languages, being viewed as a foreigner and being ‘different’. I remember not knowing which box to tick on university and job applications when asked what race I was: white, black, coloured or Indian. Having lived in various countries and now in a small garden city in the United Kingdom and married to a French Peruvian, if you were to ask me where I was from, I can tell you that I’m really not sure. Despite not being sure, being a Baha’i has given me a deeper perspective on the concept of unity and that the earth truly is ‘but one country and mankind its citizens,’ regardless of race, creed, ethnicity or background.