For meandering thoughts, and mindful walks... |
I got my wdc ceramic mug in the mail today!! I love it!!! Been wanting one for over two years now. It arrived on a day when I was less than a happy camper. Why? I'll tell you. I am an American. Generations ago my family came to the US from Holland, Germany, Ireland, France, England and Scotland. Somewhere along the way, I am also part mohawk as well. But I am an American. I'm not Caucasion-American, nor am I Someotherpartoftheworld-American. I am an American. I was born in the US, therefore i am an American as is every single other person born here. I am not hyphenated! I speak English. I speak a smattering of several other languages...just about enough anymore to get myself in trouble. But when I lived in Denmark, I learned (and have since forgotten) Danish. When I lived in Canada, in a French speaking town, I learned enough French to get by, deal with my children's teachers in French and to buy what i needed at the stores where the products were labeled in French. Today at the bank, I had to 'press one' to get the menu in English. On the phone to a vendor, I had the choice of 'press 1 for Spanish or press 2 for English. When i had to assemble the new rack that arrived, I had to search to even FIND directions in English. What the hell is going on? I live in a tiny town. In America. Yet the signs in my store are now English/Spanish. I don't live in Spain. I don't live in Mexico. I live in Michigan, US of A. Why the hell should I need signs in Spanish? I someone wants to move here, then they darn well should learn to speak English!!!! And if someone is born here, then they are American, not some hyphenated mumbo-jumbo about whence they came several generation ago! Who cares? I can just see if I were to say I was an English-Scots-French-Irish-Dutch-German-Native American-American. How silly is that? *steps off her soapbox---I feel better now!* *smile* |