“Choose One”
“Choose one.” I looked at the question with a scrunched up brow. Looking over the question constantly thinking of how I am going answer it. “Pick only one? “ I thought. I started scratching my head because of my indecisiveness and confusion. A question that most would not even take a half a second to answer; I have took minutes. I was not only one so I could not just pick one. This is not the first time my racial identity has created a bit of an obstacle for me. Even in 2016, where the the United States is known as the “Melting Pot”. Some make is seem like it is impossible that someone could be mixed with 2 or more races. People in the mixed community are often left out. This question makes me feel restricted and boxed in. As
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My father is African-American and my mother is white. I am mixed with two completely different races and it shows through my appearance. When someone sees me they always seemed shocked like it was rare to see a mixed person. Once they find out about me being mixed with more than one race, then there comes the bundle of questions that do not seem to ever end. I often get asked, “If you are half black why are you so pale?” or “Why is your hair like that?” or “ How did you get your hair like that?” I remember one time I was talking to a person about me being bi-racial. When I was done talking the person said, “Why don’t you just pick one?” I paused for a moment and had a lost for words. This question is still on my mind today. So many questions that I start to think I am being questioned by the police. Even when I answer the questions they still do not seem to understand. This is when I understood that people with one racial identity do not get what it is like to be mixed with more than one. It is like being mixed is a whole different kind of human. I often feel too “black” around white people, and too “white” around black people. I did not just fit into one category; I fit into
In the essay “Blaxicans and other reinvented Americans” author Richard Rodriguez demonstrates how skin color should not define you, but instead, your cultural roots should define you. For example, Rodriguez states “in the Latin American, one sees every race of the world. One sees white Hispanics, one sees black Hispanics, One sees brown Hispanics who are Indians, many of whom do not speak Spanish”(line 94-96). This reveals that the government puts the people in a category without their consent. For example, people from Mexico are Hispanic also people from El Salvador are considered Hispanics, but they are two completely different cultures and traditions.
When filling out a questionnaire, it is only a matter of time before I come across the predictable: what is your race/ethnicity? I do not have to think long nor hard about my answer. In fact, I do not hesitate to pencil in African American. Why is that? It could very well be that at a glance my skin tone and accent is enough for people to quickly label me as such thus reaffirming my identity.
In this essay “Why Obama Should Not Have Checked “Black” On His Census Form” by Elizabeth Chang she really touches upon the subject of claiming who you really are and where you come from. Chang, mother of two biracial children finds it extremely important for individuals to embrace their full race, because it defines them as an individual. Everyone is different, and when people check their census form, society wants to see an accurate result, not only that
Scott Kurashige’s The Shifting Grounds of Race: Black and Japanese Americans in the Making of Multiethnic Los Angeles exposes its’ readers to the history of race and politics in the city of Los Angeles, California. In his research, the author describes the political history of Japanese and Black Americans in LA by discussing the interethnic cooperation and competition each group faced while dealing with bigoted and racist beliefs and challenges that white people threw their way. Kurashige’s research focuses most on how these two racial groups at Little Tokyo/Bronzeville produce entirely different responses to the political sphere around them after World War II. The author shows how the African Americans in this city were trapped in the lower
On the other hand, there have been cases in which Latinos and Asians have either been categorized as either “black” or “white,” with no in-between. This shows that it is possible to see how the black-white binary takes precedence over one;s ethnicity. In the process, the identities of different people from different backgrounds are narrowed down to either being categorized as “white” or non-white (“black”), and ultimately being marginalized as
Immigration has always been a part of American culture, in fact, it is the basis of how our country was formed. Immigration, both legal and illegal, has become a key focal point in today’s society. In a collection of essays titled “Reinventing the Melting Pot: The New Immigrant and What It Means to Be American,” Jamar Jacoby has a piece titled “The New Immigrants and the Issue of Assimilation” originally published in 2004. Jacoby creates an argument that although beneficial to our country, many immigrants are entering the United States where they are forced to spend their lives at the bottom of the economy, and where their assimilation feels forced. Jacoby’s purpose for writing this piece is to encourage readers that Americans are the problem
• My parents, brothers, sister , including my extended family belong to the same race and ethnic group. Where did your parents grow up? What exposure did they have to racial groups other than their own? (Have you ever talked with them about this?) •
The need for categorization resulted to race being defined in institutional contexts such as “a group of people who perceive themselves and are perceived by others as possessing distinctive hereditary traits” (Ore, 2014, p.9). With this definition, it becomes easier to group individuals in limited categories, such as by their color. What is important to note is the attached perceptions and assumptions based on one’s racial background; this constitutes the social construct of race. As Ore (2014) explains, we do not create these assumptions due to their biological factors as individual people, but rather as social factors. Social construction of race goes all the way back to when the person is born.
Can I really identify with these two groups of people by race?” is what Morado’s grandson stated. He, himself was scared of not being able to fit in. Our society, today, is everywhere with mixed feelings about biracial relationships. But these kids are just confused on what to be identified as.
I began taking steps to establish my own identity, interacting with a variety of different people, Christian teachers, Jewish friends, my Black mother, White father, and classmates that span multitudes of sexualities and ethnicities. As my life became more varied I came to see that the ties to both sides of my family
In the past I have struggled with my biracial identity. As a child I was confused about which community I belonged in because I am a mix of Navajo and Caucasian. As I got older, I began to question myself and who I was. I felt like I did not belong to either the Native or Caucasian community because in both groups I felt like someone else. I felt as if I had to live two lives that were completely separated.
And would you? Would that make a difference to your view at all? How would you view yourself if you were in a different skin? Would you want people to think of you how you think of them, if not then change. Don’t put it off any longer because awful assumptions like this happen daily by people, teachers, and most important the police but if you change then they might,
Learning to accept your race may be hard for some but that does not mean you cant associate with other races and live in their culture. Looking into the future, there is a possibility race will not exist anymore and it all determines on if people are going to do what Rachael Dolezal
I am white, though. The assumption that I am Mexican bothers me because if I was Mexican does it really matter. I do not believe my color should have an effect on how people treat me. If I was Mexican though, I would still be myself. My color does not define who I am.
Identity of oneself is different than the identity that other may see. I wish to see in the hope near future that labels are not used for means of discrimination but as a way of to accept the different types of people. What need to happen to accomplish this is acception. We need to acknowledge the facts. No need for pointing fingers at each other when no action is being done.