About ethnicity
We all know about the whole “I’m 43% German and 15% korean and 2% -insert native American nation- bla bla bla” thing with Americans, so I just wanted to say something about that.
My gran is Navajo, I am NOT
I am Mexican.
Even though A little less than 1/8th of my blood is Navajo, I am not Navajo. I am Mexican.
I don’t know the Navajo language, culture or struggles.
I was raised Mexican. It is a much bigger part of my blood line and I lived with its culture and language. It’s culture is what shaped me.
That last person in my family to learn the Navajo culture is my gran, while I have been cut off from that part of my ancestry.
The way people treat me for my ethnicity is because I am Mexican. Not because I have a small drop of Navajo in me.
I am allowed to be curious of the Navajo culture and try to reconnect with my lost ancestry, but I cannot speak on behalf of the Navajo people or any other native Americans. Because I am not native American. I was not raised native American. I was raised Mexican.
I do not know the struggles of the Navajo people therefore I may not speak for them. I can support, but it is not my place to speak.
It doesn’t matter what is in your blood. What matters is how you were raised. Remember that.