In my adolescence age I was embarrassed of who I was and where I came from. No one should feel ashamed of their culture. I would feel as if I couldn't have enough pride in my own culture. Having parents with a generation gap made it no better. I didn't have anyone to really talk about it too. I didn't know if people were being curious or ignorant when I was asked questions. You can't blame them for wanting to know about something they're not familiar with but others trying to make jokes or teasing about it wasn't so nice either. "Why don't you have a red dot on your forehead?", "You don't stink". I was asked and told all types of ridiculous kinds of things. But true friends and people who aren't so simple minded could see past my looks to see the type of person I really am.
Throughout elementary, middle, and high school I was the only Indian in my grade. Being surrounded by Latinos and African Americans were what people were accustomed to. I was always starred at and center of attention. Being Indian I already had a list of expectations. The typical stereotype of every Indian being super smart and being really weird or stinky which was the total opposite of me. People always got to judging me before they met me and realized how optimistic, kind, funny, smart, and loving I was. And then raised with I never met a cool Indian. I grew up just realizing how silly it all was. It helped me to judge a little less and open my eyes to other things that are out of my comfort zone. It just helps to be one less person