Tuesday, February 1, 2011

Done Fitting In


Funny how your attitude about things change as you get older. I am Hispanic, Puerto Rican to be exact. I've lived in the USA pretty much my entire life. When we came here, we moved to Texas where we were surrounded by Hispanic people from different backgrounds, i.e. not everyone was Mexican. But, once we moved to North Carolina, it was different. The only Hispanics that you saw here were the migrant workers that would come in the summer then leave. We stuck out like a sore thumb and everyone seemed ready to point it out to us. I became ashamed of my heritage. I lived out in the country, in the middle of nothing, where you are either black or white and if you're not "pure" white, then you must be black (as if that is a bad thing). I suddenly didn't know what I was. Where I lived in Texas, color wasn't an issue or really discussed - you were just a person. Where I grew up in NC, one of the first questions someone would ask is, "What are you?", as if your skin not being pale and hair blond made you some how less than human. Now I know better. I know that I am beautiful, with my dark curly hair, brown eyes and lightly tan skin with lovely curves that only Hispanic women can pull off so well. I am glad that I do not look like a typical Southern girl (not that there is anything wrong with that look). Who would want to look the same?? I want to stand out in a crowd and be noticed.

3 comments:

Yoly said...

Great post! Although, I came to the states as an adult it was definitely a culture shock. Somehow, some situations can make us feel insecure of who we are. I've grown to embrace it and love it.

Ophelia said...

You GO GIRL!!!!

Butterfly Works said...

I am so sorry that you have been hurt; humans are good for that especially when they feel so bad about themselves anyway........Good for you that you have come to appreciate how wonderful God made you and to appreciate your rich heritage.......

Hugs and blessings

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