tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912102067142499739.post1027115854582176596..comments2018-10-10T17:35:15.833-05:00Comments on 'Ailina Willis: On Bicultural Identity, Assumption, & CommunicationAilina Willishttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16039944268571885894noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912102067142499739.post-28246780129173459742010-01-26T08:02:22.615-06:002010-01-26T08:02:22.615-06:00Fascinating and so well said!
My husband - with ...Fascinating and so well said! <br /><br />My husband - with his British accent and the hikea (sp?) in our living room and his stories of his time in Singapore - has always been unsure what to call his heritage. But I think it makes him, and you, all the more interesting.LitParkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17522150687696351583noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912102067142499739.post-86565935717312588042010-01-25T18:04:32.763-06:002010-01-25T18:04:32.763-06:00I completely understand where you are coming from!...I completely understand where you are coming from! My mother is black and my father is white. But culturally, my mother is from here, southern Louisiana and my father is from Germany. Taking all parts of me and meshing them together definitely makes me feel like a bit of an outsider in my own land. On one hand I can put down 5 pounds of crawfish with the best of 'em, and name every little festival from the Cracklin to the Smoked Meat, but I've never been fishing or to a Mardi Gras ball. I often feel like I need to put out there exactly what I am, to stop someone from saying something rude, and that gets stressful after a while. Oh man, I could talk on this subject forever. I'm so loving your blog!Unlikely Oilfield Wifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02339868851944310580noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912102067142499739.post-51651498680979999022010-01-23T09:04:54.049-06:002010-01-23T09:04:54.049-06:00You know what's interesting, Laura -- I experi...You know what's interesting, Laura -- I experienced the same kind of quandary when I lived in Hawai'i, where society is the total opposite of where I grew up, predominantly Pacific Islander/Asian/mixed descent. As you mention, location is definitely important, I think. <br /><br />I wonder if California (or New York, or similar places) are the exception and not the rule? Of course, my formative years established this whole problem for me, and that was 10-15 years ago. Society's changed drastically since then, but the people I interact with on a regular basis (from my general age group) are from my generation.<br /><br />Questions beget more questions. :) Thanks for sharing your thoughts!'Ailinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00892271030875098852noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5912102067142499739.post-30948885359065576062010-01-22T23:16:10.473-06:002010-01-22T23:16:10.473-06:00I imagine, that as you say, where you grow up has ...I imagine, that as you say, where you grow up has a lot to do with how you internalize your identity. I mention location specifically, because having grown up and lived for most of my life in the Los Angeles area, I have become accustomed to such diversity. Of course, I am seeing it all from my own pretty standard, never questioned, identity as a white girl. <br /><br />A very thought provoking post. Thank you.laura b.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15086009761943858915noreply@blogger.com