My Dad was born in Japan to a Caucasian Father and a Japanese mother. He moved to America with his father and siblings and unfortunately had to leave his mother behind. He no longer speaks Japanese, but he still holds his heritage very dear to him, placing various objects from Japan around the house. To people in my class, I’m Asian, but they’re confused about why I have a Japanese dad and a white last name. I feel like to my Chinese and Filipino friends, I am not “Asian” enough. Mostly, I’m just confused.