I've been tagged for my first meme by New Flower Blooms (check her out, she's great!). I'm a bit nervous, being a meme virgin and all. Here goes.
1. I am:
Irish-Italian with a splash of Dutch/French.
2. My kid(s) are:
3. I first started thinking more about race, culture and identity when:
When I was around 4 or so, my aunt gave me a black baby doll. She worked in New Haven public schools and wanted to make sure my doll collection represented what I saw around me. I recognized that this doll was important, because of all of the attention the gift received.
In kindergarten I remember hearing kids calling kids who were Hispanic "Spic and Span," and asking my parents what it meant. They told me it wasn't nice, so when we heard it again, my sister and I would tell them not to say it anymore.
We later moved from the city to a predominantly white small town -- I continued life racially naive with a few blips and feelings of uneasiness in college during lectures on black southern lit -- a lot of students complained about "having to read this stuff." It was only when I moved to Baltimore and worked in the inner city as a teacher that race, culture and identity permanently moved into my consciousness.
Btw, I still have my doll, but unfortunately, my boys only wanted to throw her against the wall, so she is safely ensconced in my closet for now.
4. People think my name is:
Irish. Which it is. I'm actually more Italian, but nobody knows this unless they meet my mom.
5. The family tradition I most want to pass on is:
Overwhelming support of everyone's interests. Both sides of our families celebrate one another's different passions with lots of curiosity and participation.
6. The family tradition I least want to pass on is:
Second-guessing and regrets. I want the boys to be confident in their choices, and if they make mistakes, move on!
7. My child's first word in English was:
Habtamu: "Daddy" or "Mommy," I forget which came first -- simultaneous? Then "You're welcome."
Lire: "Up." That boy wanted to be picked up and NEVER put down.
8. My child's first non-English word was:
I don't know, since they spoke before I met them. However, "ishi -ca" (ok), "waha" (water) and "macchina" (car) were the words we heard the most when we first met H and L.
9. The non-English word/phrase most used in my home is:
Jintay (bathroom/pee-pee). "Mommy jintay? Ten minutes? Ka-ka? Big jintay?" All said from the other side of the bathroom door as they attempt to unlock it.
10. One thing I love about being a parent is:
Watching the boys learn something, and then seeing them build on the new knowledge. It's astounding, sometimes.
11. One thing I hate about being a parent is:
Losing my patience. Something of which I am too guilty. I must chill.
12. To me, being an anti-racist parent means:
Not letting myself forget that race DOES matter, no matter how many white people tell me that things have changed for the better. Needing to recognize racism and prejudice in myself. Reminding myself to be proactive in making diversity a part of our lives regularly, not just during February.
Now to see who has/hasn't been tagged, so I can pass this one on.