“I am AAA. I am a professional anthropologist and I believe in possibilities and potential. I believe in the future of anthropology as a fully integrated discipline with a home for professional/practicing/applied
anthropologists. I believe in the power, sensitivity, and importance of the tools of anthropology to understand and help to address the complex problems that face our and each generation.”

“I am AAA because I am a doctoral candidate in cultural anthropology whose work explores the dynamics of Iraqi and Syrian displacements into Jordan, particularly the everyday relations, solidarities, and frictions between refugees and host communities."

"My work as an anthropologist in the Middle East region has served as a constant reminder of the importance of placing human beings first above all else. Ethnography is powerful due to the human connections we are able to forge. My research, scholarship, teaching, and activism have been in the service of social justice and I'm thankful to be part of a discipline and sub-field where this is valued. I am AAA."

"As an activist-scholar and woman of color who works in communities directly impacted by racialized violence, Islamophobia, and other forms of discrimination, I especially value my connection to the ABA community. There I find a vibrant, dynamic, intellectual space full of professionals whose commitment to scholarship and teaching is fundamentally shaped by generations of social justice oriented academics--scholars who model the likes of W.E.B. DuBois, Zora Neale Hurston, and William Montague Cobb. The people whose lives we enter as anthropologists are real, the issues affecting their lives are always more than academic exercises, and the work we do never exists in a vacuum. Having a professional space which honors and cultivates this type of scholarship is necessary, and invaluable. I am AAA."

"Doing fieldwork in the Ethiopian Highlands in the late '60's, I was invited to a coffee party, complete with the local distilled beverage and snacks, with my neighbors and friends. My wife reminded me to be home before our guest, the governor, would be coming for dinner. Sometime in the afternoon, I suddenly remembered about our dinner guest, and I asked (in Amharic) the host, "yishimabyet, what time is it?", She said, "Wait just a minute" and stepped outside. Upon returning, she said, "It smells like 4 o'clock." This opened a whole new level of consciousness for me, smelling the different times of day in this perfectly beautiful countryside. I am AAA."