Do you ever have someone come up to you and ask if you are a certain nationality? When I was in middle school-when my hair was at it's most red-I got asked if I was Irish a lot. I don't get that much anymore, but some people tell me that I look like I am Asian. I am not offended by either, but I am also not Irish or Asian. I am 50% British, 25% Polish, and 25% mutt. The mutt includes some German, Canadian, and Native American. Although I think the ongoing joke is that everyone had a great grandmother that is part Native American.
My family takes pride in our nationalities. In the sense that my Mother cooks for it. Every Easter we have traditional Polish foods, and on Christmas we have a traditional English dinner. I think it is funny how people come up and ask about nationalities at times. Especially since America is a giant melting pot. It's funny when you have that moment of having something in common with someone else. "Your Polish? Me too! I looooove Pierogi!" I also think it's funny how my family, and a lot of others that I come across, celebrate their nationality with food.
So my loves, what is your back round?
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