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I was dubbed “femenistit masricha,” a smelly feminist, on the first day of seventh grade. I kind of liked it. 

I hadn’t thought much at all about why I engaged with Judaism—or even why I was Jewish beyond having been born that way.

Feminism does not require that all women are the same and should react in the same manner to misogyny.

Religion and art are both about turning individual experiences into community ones.

Being Jewish, Chinese, and American has fed my aspiration to ensure that more non-traditional Jewish people feel comfortable with their identities.

As we progress and amend our traditions, we can take wisdom from past rulings to benefit the Feminist cause.

Purim’s festivities celebrate not only Jewish survival but also Jewish resistance.

I lead a life filled with Jewish meaning, and I shouldn’t have to untangle that from the other identities I hold.

In my family, necklaces are more meaningful than any other piece of jewelry.

I find myself thanking all the authors I have read, my family, my friends, and every other Brave Girl out there writing advocating, and proudly showing their Jewish feminist identity.

I couldn’t stop thinking about how my classmates spoke about the Holocaust no differently than if they were talking about the mythology of an ancient civilization.

Even if I didn't agree with counter-protesters, we both engaged in a fundamentally Jewish act: protest.

I realized that my faults with Judaism stemmed from men’s interpretations of how women should behave, not actual law.

Just as the Havdalah service requires participation from each of the senses, I realized that my identities– a Jew, a daughter, a woman, a sister, and a feminist– would be integral as I entered Jewish adulthood.

Women can only access Judaism's power when we enter a space that allows us to engage with tradition in the way we see fit.