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Originally Posted by abaya
Hmm, growing up in Seattle, I didn't really get any of this. I'm half-Thai (my parents were both immigrants)
edit, edit, edit... So they look at me as a half-breed (which I am, since I am half-Icelandic)  ... |
So....you're half-icelandic and half-Thai.... There's a story there...I just know it...
I don't have any problems like this as there's no doubt in anyone's mind that I'm painfully white and by extension must be American.
I use to work with a fellow (his name was Tim, but everyone called him Lo-Pan because he looked like that guy from Big Trouble in Little China) whose parents were from China, but he was born in America. We went out for breakfast one night and one of the fellows we were with (he was getting a tattoo) brought a bunch of examples of Chinese script and asked the guy to translate them for him. After about twenty minutes of, "this one means "peace," this one "happiness" and the like the tattoo fellow walks away and I ask Tim if any of what he said was true. He looked at me and replied, "Of course not. I grew up in Southern California....Duude."