1234 Rise Against Ave

The Suffer and The Witness, C.A. 12233

4567 The Good Left Undone Rd
Plainwood, N.Y 23214
September 8, 2014
Dear: Dumas Firoozeh
First off I would like to say sorry for your hardships and I am very moved on how you were able
to accept your name in the end. Also to be honest, the title The F word threw me off a bit, at
first I thought it would a narrative about the profanity F-word. Never less I enjoyed your
narrative due to the fact I am typing up this letter to you. Coming from a different ethnicity is
truly an obstacle when coming to America. You just want to be accepted into society, you want
to have an equal chance at rewards but there are obstacles you must cross in order to get a chance
of true equality. I am from a Hispanic background and Ive seen the hardships my mother has
faced. Coming to America with little education and finally finding a job as a house cleaner at
such a young age. We are in a good position; I couldnt even imagine where her offspring are
getting the chance to attend college.
We never faced the problem with our names like you. I cant really relate to that subject
since my name in Spanish is not so different than English. Your narrative opened my eyes to a
whole other problem that others face. I really like how you talked about how a shorter name for
Richard is Dick; I thought I was the only one contemplating how that came to be. To bring up the
topic that you changed your name in order to get better opportunities I find it really
disappointing. Not the fact you changed your name but how some American people treated you

just because they could not pronounce your name. I realize people are quick to judge but to judge
because of a name is horrible. I lost faith in humanity a bit while reading your narrative. Then
reading how your brothers latter changed their names made me loss faith in humanity even more.
Living with the burden of people not wanting to learn your name you must be used to it. I read
about it and found it very shocking.
I myself have not grown up in an environment where name pronouncing is not a problem.
If some ones name is hard to pronounce, people usually put time and effort into learning it. Some
of my class mates have hard to pronounce names, that is a fact but I can learn it anyways. It is
not that great of a challenge that I should not learn it. I do not know if it is because of my
generation but the problem you speak of doesnt really come up often. It may and I might be
blind to it. Though America can use some more spices in there spice cabinet, learning a specific
sound should not be all that hard. The part I found really moving is how you over came the
dreaded curse of peoples arrogance and accepted it as being a part of you as it always has been.
How you could get your story out and let people know that is wrong to do such a thing. How
youve been able to make a life for yourself and become a stay at home mom. Let us agree, being
a mother is more of a challenge than anything, my mother has told me so. If one persons eyes
were opened just by reading your narrative I would think that you would think of it as an overall
success. Even if it were ever so slightly like mine have I hoped you see it as a success?
Sincerely: Marvin Mejia
Marvin Mejia