When I arrived on campus at Rutgers University in 2009, my Jewish identity was the furthest thing from my mind. The thrill of selecting my own coursework, meeting new friends, and seeing just how much I could consume at the university dining halls seemed more pressing. It wasn’t until my interview for Taglit-Birthright’s sponsored trip to Israel, when I was asked, “What type of Jew do you consider yourself?” that the question of my Judaism became salient; I found myself responding, “Russian-Jew more than anything else.”
It was from this answer that my Jewish journey at Rutgers began. By the end of the fall semester of my sophomore year, with the help of a fellow student, Jane Vorkunova, and the support of the Rutgers Hillel community, I founded the university’s Rutgers Hillel Russian-Jewish Club.
The need for such an organization seemed to me to be rooted in the bipolarity of the Russian-Jewish identity. On the one hand, we are Russians. We listen to the same music, eat the same pelmeni (Russian dumplings), and watch the same television programs with our families. However, in Russian, to claim your identity as a “Russian-Jew” is an oxymoron. The term “Pусский” (pronounced “Russkie”) automatically connotes ties with the Russian Orthodox Church—thus, a Russian-Jew could never truly be Russian. Family members living in the 1918 Soviet Union were ethnically designated “Jews” as a “национальност” (pronounced “natsionalnost”) or an ethnicity. Discovering my parents’ USSR passports and seeing their nationality listed as “Jew,” it was odd to see what I’d strictly considered to be my religion and a part of my culture defined as an ethnic identity.
And in 2009, the idea of being deemed simply a “Jew” didn’t feel right. I was not the prototypical Jew who I imagined comfortably walking through the doors of Hillel. I felt I could not make the same claims to Jewishness my fellow students could. I did not attend Hebrew School, learn the Torah, or observe Shabbat growing up. We weren’t Jewish by practice, but by culture. We may have been eating latkes on Chanukah, but we weren’t concerned with the scriptural reasons for doing so.
While our Jewishness is inseparable from our Russianness, the Russian often takes precedence over Jewish identification. We celebrate the holidays while enjoying non-kosher smoked kielbasa and place “Christmas” trees in our homes for New Year’s. This strange amalgamation of cultures results in the same feeling I experienced as a freshmen, a sensation of not knowing where to place myself. The Russian-Jewish club, I imagined, would provide an environment that would foster the complex, and sometimes contradictory, Judaism of Russian-Jewish students. I wanted to create a meeting place for students like myself to explore the Jewish side of our heritage, while still maintaining our ties to Russian traditions. My intention was that students might feel a closer connection to Judaism by realizing the unique space they occupy on the Jewish spectrum.