I have a decently interesting ancestry. I don't know anything about my great grandparents, and most of what I know is from my grandma on my mom's side.
Both my parents are from Vietnam, and both lived through the war there, my mom was stuck in the North and my dad's from the South. Hilariously enough my dad complains more about his experiences despite being more or less filthy stinkin rich, that and the fact that he wasn't constantly getting napalmed.
They moved here, I'm a first gen. Canadian and love it. Though explaining to people what I am exactly is a pain. Usually goes something like "Where you from?" Canada. "No, where are your parents from." Vietnam, but I'm Chinese. "No you're not, you just said your parents are from Vietnam." Yea...but they're Chinese. "No they're Vietnamese if they are from Vietnam." So...I'm Canadian, I'm from Canada. "No...you're Vietnamese, your parents are from Vietnam"
People are idiots sometimes.
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