Mixed Kids

Yes,

I will benefit from my whiteness

Because when the police officer pulls me over

He will not see my latino father

Yes,

I will benefit from my whiteness

Because when the interview starts

They will only see my Irish mother

Yes,

I will benefit from my whiteness

Because my accent is one of southern drawl instead of the quick worded Salvadorian slang

They only hear where I was raised.

But for a second, can we talk about the mixed kids?

Especially those who don’t resemble their POC kin

We are constantly bombarded with “But you don’t look latina!”

And “Hey, look at that gringa!”

I’ve heard it all, from “Bitch you’re white!” to “Are you sure you aren’t adopted?”

I’ve heard tiny abuelas gossiping behind my back and understood every word

Because while I may not look it, I sure do know the language.

I’m sick and tired of pulling up Facebook just to show others my mixed familia.

I’m sick of the questions and the teasing.

I’m tired of constantly people pleasing.

I shouldn’t have to explain my roots

Not to anyone

Not to you

Not to teachers

Not to friends

And especially,

Not to myself.