As a Latina born in San Francisco, CA, educated with wealthy white kids, I learned to navigate their world, it was easy; learn their ways, be like them to get ahead. That’s what I was taught. My family provided the real culture, the language, the authentic Latina-ness in my blood. But I had to be another person in a different world. It still stands true today, 42 years later. I am still navigating the currents. It’s easy, I’ve become an interesting person, but there is an underlying resentment. I keep it at bay. I know wonderful people, and it doesn’t matter that I know everything about their culture, and they know nothing about mine, or bother to ask.