Every single time a person meets me, they’ll assume my race is “white.” That’s where you’re wrong. My nationality is American; my ethnicities are Hispanic as well as Icelandic. But no, of course because of the paleness of my skin or the freckles adorning my cheeks, I always get a, “No WAY! You’re not Latina. That’s impossible.” So shoutout to all the people who just think I’m a total white girl because of the way I speak, how I sometimes struggle with my Spanish and am critiqued because I can’t speak their tongue as well as they can, excuse me, and especially because of how my family appears as well.