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Then there’s me, a Swede. I can speak swedish just fine, but nowhere near as well as english. Thankfully, people are only impressed rather than ashamed.
This video describes something pretty hard, that I really hope she and all who live with this can one day find peace in.
Oh damn. This is exactly how I feel, growing up not knowing Hindi and pushing away the Indian parts of myself growing up. It’s still a big problem that I’m still struggling to get past.
11:46 This is the problem with the American education system in a nutshell. Most of what you learn will never be useful to you and most people have at least some knowledge of that. Plus the deadlines just make people concerned with passing a test, not retaining the information long-term.
But, to comment on the basic gist of this whole video I’d like to say I was born a mixed race child (white, American mother and black, Belizian father) and despite actually living in the country of my father for the first roughly 10 years of my life I never really picked up the culture down there. They would speak in creole, which was a broken English that was pretty much slang (though English is the official language) but I never picked it up myself. I could understand it well enough, but never could speak it. I also had very few friends down there. Still don’t really, but that’s mostly a result of not knowing any kids my age over the course of my life and being homeschooled. I never got to take part in any of their cultural events such as festivals either and by and large it was my father who did most of the socializing while the rest of us (my mother and two brothers) just sort of sat by. Nowadays I think I’d be old enough to hold decent conversation with most of my relatives and dad’s friends down there, but now situations in the country, even before the outbreak, were getting pretty bad and it doesn’t look like we’ll be going back anytime soon. But, to reach some sort of point, despite all that I’ve never felt specifically “Belizian” in any way. Hell, there are many days I don’t feel American. I’ve always simply felt like my parents child, not like any one particular culture or another. But, I also don’t have a history of being blasted by pressure from all over to be connected to something I clearly wouldn’t be given my environment. Hell, at this point with all the anime I’ve watched I feel more Japanese, repeating easy to learn phrases in the language, than any other culture. So I’m just, an anomaly really, especially when factoring in that I also have a very Hispanic last name but no absolutely no Spanish whatsoever. We still get spam mail in Spanish from time to time as if we are, good old American marketing trying to “relate” to everyone. But I think you just don’t feel Korean because, if I may be so bold, you really aren’t. Your only connection to it is by blood, but if you don’t need to learn the language I certainly wouldn’t pressure yourself to go out of your way to do so. Culture be damned, if you want to speak English and draw anime then do it. Hell, I wish I even had that much aspiration. But take what you wish from whatever “culture” you encounter and make it your own. In a mixed scenario you can take a little from either pot, or everything from one pot if you want. I’m half black half white but I honestly would just tell people I’m white if they asked just to avoid making a big deal about it because that’s how I physically appear. I guess TL;DR: You’re the only one who decides your identity because only you can be you.
i can relate
Being Chinese sucks. You can’t say “I’m not Chinese.” End of story.
i would marry you if i can…. i have always had a thing for korean/japanese girls 😂😂😂
Hmm I don’t really understand this feeling…well kind of but not in the same fashion but it definitely doesn’t feel great. I’ve never had any Asian friends so my only experience with Asian culture honestly was through YouTube. But honestly I know how it feels to feel like a disappointment to your parents: it feels the worst, unrelated to my point but man learning a second language is the worst lol especially when it’s got a completely different set of grammar rules and alphabet.
I recommend reading the book Third Culture Kid by David C. Pollock. It answered a lot of questions for me and gave me a greater understanding of what people who were raised in multiple cultures go through and how they think and view relationships and the world as a whole.
Damn i had/am having a Mexican-American identity crisis, I always felt alone about this. I was always the only Mexican kid in class that couldn’t speak the language. No wonder I had so many white friends growing up
I’m Italian American (my family is American and a little Italian and I live in Italy) and I used to be able to speak Italian really well. Over time its deteriorated, and I have 0 confidence in it. I don’t ever want to do things in Italy because I’m afraid people will think I’m weird for not speaking good Italian. I don’t go out much by myself and when I do- I can start getting panicky because I think I’m being judged. My brother also got better at it and tells me a lot about how my Italian sucks and I should get better too. Not exactly the same thing, but still a language barrier thing.
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