Giving Them Some White Privileged Information
(I am half Navajo, although I look more white. It actually used to bother me when I was younger, because while I have spent a lot of time with my mom’s family, I have never actually met my white half. I am in line at the grocery store when I overhear someone say:)
Random Person: “You know what I’m thankful for? Dude, I’m thankful for being white!”
(I turn and find myself face-to-face with two young guys.)
Guy #1: *noticing me looking* “What? You’ve thought the same thing!”
Me: *slowly, in Navajo* “No… No, I can’t say that I have.”
Guy #2: *exaggerated whisper* “Dude, I don’t think she’s white.”
(Guy #1 turns red and scuttles off, while Guy #2 follows, laughing and calling after him.)
Guy #2: “I TOLD you to be careful where you say that s***!”
(The Mexican cashier thought it was insanely funny, as did two nearby Paiute men.)
This story is part of our Native-American roundup.
