Wednesday, April 13, 2011

ancestry

My ancestry is pretty straight forward, and easily understood. It starts off on my dad's side. His father emigrated from Russia to New York before World War Two fully began. My father's mother was born in the US and raised in West Virgina. My dad is first generation American and classifies himself as white. His father completely assimilated, adapting to the American life style, and becoming a dentist. My father never learned a bit of Russian. So, this leads me to be second generation American, on my dad's side. Since my grandfather assimilated so easily, and my Father never adapted any of my Grandfather's traditions, I do not really identify myself as Russian because that part of our culture was so quickly dropped.
On my mother's side of the family, the ancestry is a bit more interesting. Her grandmother emigrated from Poland to New York as well, avoiding the wrath of World War Two. Thus making my Grandfather first generation American, my mother second generation American, and me, Third generation American. Now, for my Grandmother, we have been in the US for five generation that it is impossible for us to trace back our linage. My mother believes we came from Hungary or Poland, but is not sure. I am proud to say that I am fifth generation American, which I believe is pretty cool.
If a census came around, I would have no problem checking off white, because I am, to the definition, white.

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