April 22, 2008

I check the "other" box (2006)




"So where are you from?" They ask me, not wanting to be politically incorrect....I tell them Holland, which completely throws them off. HILARIOUS! Then they ask "what nationality are you?" I know what information they are really looking for, but I let them creatively try to figure it out for themselves. I answer "American", which still does not tell them anything. Ha, I love it!! Sometimes I help them out but often I will just leave them hanging, like I am stupid and have no idea what they are talking about. Yup, I love being a little oreo. White mommy, black daddy. Most people will just assume I am Puerto Rican. I can't tell you how many times Hispanic people will start speaking to me in Spanish. No habla espanol dudes! Dutch, sure. German, maybe, but that's it. Once when I went to pick up my son (who looks like a tanned white kid) from kindergarten, the substitute teacher tried to give me a little black girl that was in his class. I told her that she did not belong to me, and if I could please have the little white one in the back. Cracked me up, but I got a little concerned when she lost all ability to speak. I do believe she almost had a stroke and/or a heartattack. Do you think she learned her lesson? What if you don't fit into a box? I certainly don't....Gosh, what is my son going to do, if that boy doesn't grow up with some sort of identity crisis I don't know what! The child is 2 parts white, 1 part Puerto Rican, and 1 part black.Thank goodness most applications started giving the "other" box as an option to place the checkmark in.
So I don't know where I am going with this. No where really. Just thought you would like a glimpse into the life of a littleoreo....

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