Sometimes I wish my mom was completely American and not Korean. We were having a party once, and one of my mom’s friends called. She started talking in Korean – fast – as usual. Well, my next door neighbor hear her and came outside and said, “You should hear her talking in there!” It really hurt.
I know my mom sounds different when she talks Korean and talks different, an accent, but I wish people wouldn’t say stuff about it. My friend Rachel was talking about a movie, a movie about Chinese people, that we saw in geography and she pulled her eyes back so they were this slits, like the Chinese are. Everyone at my table, except for me, laughed. I told her that she shouldn’t make fun of them just because they look different. She said she wasn’t, that she was just showing what their eyes looked like, but I was still mad.
Sometimes I wish that everyone would just not care how anyone looked. BYE.
It took me a long time to settle into my Asian-ness, I would say. Growing up in a very white suburb and not looking completely Korean made it easy for me to take on the mentality of a typical upper middle class white girl. As I made my way through my college years, I skewed the other way and heavily identified as Korean. I joined the Asian American Student Organization and had a lot of Asian friends.
These days, I feel like I finally found a good balance where I’m very aware of how I identify with both ethnicities and am proud to be biracial. Let’s be honest, eating Korean food on holidays is far better than eating the typical American holiday dishes!
That’s not to say that I enjoy hearing the questions, like “What are you?”
I know people aren’t trying to sound ignorant when they ask, but this and so many other things happening in today’s society (cough cough, Black Lives Matter) remind me that we still have a long way to go. Regardless, I’m happy to be one of the fortunate ones that adds an extra layer of diversity to the world because I look forward to the day when we won’t be in the minority. That will be a good day.
If you want to read more about my adventures in being biracial, check out this post.
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