We are "Other" People

Thinking about which race you identify with is not something we have to do in the United States. Our history, sometimes painful, is rich because of the different influences we have in our country. Growing up in the United States, you never have to think about how you catagorize yourself. You have to choose one.  Even my friends and family members who are mixed race have been trained to "pick one".  You either choose by closest affiliation or by default. In other cases, its chosen for you.

Today, when filling out the paperwork for my new job in New Zealand, I had to pause. I looked at the paper, studied it hard. I couldn't find me! After moments of serious deliberation and consternation, I chose "Other".

Fun to know that in the eyes of my Kiwi friends, i'm just another Other!
I love it here!