Crossroads Scanning the page, I swiftly fill in all the mundane information. Name, address, school, grade level and…oh. Sighing, I put down my pencil. It is the moment of truth, and once again, I am completely at a loss. Perhaps there is another option, I think, with a fleeting glimmer of hope. I review the selections once more, but to no avail. I must make my choice. The dilemma I am faced with is the “check your ethnicity” box...