The Search for My Heritage

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Unlike many other kids at the age of seven I had already begun to face the subject of diversity. I learned at a young age that kids can be cruel. It is hard to recall exactly how many nights I prayed that I would wake up with golden blonde hair and bright blue eyes. I was too young to understand my deep-rooted family history, and why I looked different from many of the other kids at my elementary school. Several years later as a seventh grader, I was still struggling with my appearance.
I can vividly remember walking into my mother’s kindergarten class one day when I was job shadowing with her and having her introduce me to her class. Naturally, she explained how I was her daughter and that I was going to be spending the day with them. It was then that one little boy raised his hand and asked how I could be her daughter when I was Mexican and she was not. My mother responded to the boy’s question by explaining how I was not Mexican but rather Italian. As I stood there mortified and in tears she went into further detail clarifying how I looked unlike her because I was almost all Italian allowing me to have stronger Italian features while she was just a fraction Italian. It was that afternoon hours after my demeaning experience, that I became fascinated with finding out more about my Italian heritage.
I began by searching for the answers to the questions that many o...

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