Hispanic but also white I think

Claysi Arevalo-Garrido,
Union City, CA

This is my race card because I never truly know how to identify myself. My parents are from El Salvador but I was born and raised here in California. I sometimes get embarrassed because I am not fluent in Spanish and it seems to come as a shock to many Hispanic people. But I seem to also get embarrassed saying that I am white but truly I am. I wasn’t raised with the Hispanic culture. My mother believed that since we are in the United States we must speak English and do things the way Americans would. This has always been my struggle and something to this day I continue to struggle with. I am proud of where my mother is from and proud of where I am from but I can’t seem to mix the two evenly.


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