...not that that's a bad thing. i just am not hawaiian. i'm a filipino. i am proud of that fact, but at times when people ask me where i'm from i'm tempted to accept their assumptions.
at one point, i actually thought about buying hawaiian seat covers, a hawaiian shirt or plastic leis to hand out.
it tends to be other minorities who ask me where i'm from originally. i know they mean where are my parents from originally (at least in my case). they don't want to hear that i've been mistaken for many other races, mostly hawaiian or mexican. in most cases, i tell them happily that my parents are from the philippines. (the photograph below is from their actual province.)
i think the funniest thing is when filipinos can't tell that i'm filipino and i have to tell THEM. i guess it would help if i actually knew how to speak tagalog. one day i will. or i could learn how to hula.
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