I was born a poor non-ethnic child

[NaMeaHou]

I remember looking around me and wondering what the hell everyone was saying, they didn't sound like my non-ethnic parents. What's all the noise about?

I grew up thinking, in middle america, that only people like me existed. How could people ever think differently than me?

Then I did. I thought differently from me. I met people from many different places and with many differing ideas. I learned to think outside my box.

I married one of those people. She was from Trinidad. I still love her, but I don't agree with her on anything.

I am an ethnic adult.

Any stories?

edited to add an "n" and that I moved every other year - the military jostled this family around like we were rocks.

[Demobrat]

1. I grew up a poor little Irish girl

in a north Chicago neighborhood filled with poor little Irish, Polish, Italian, Greek, Dutch, Mexican, Orthodox Jewish, Puerto Rican, Japanese, German and the occasional African American kids. Oh yeah, and a few fascinating Russians. In other words, just plain old Americans.