Re: Hello and Parev (getting in touch with my roots, and not with hair dye)
This is why you went and "made sure [I went] about all of this with the correct mindset" in the other threads as well? Should I have said my family’s genocide instead?
Mos, I am sure it is easy to put things in black and white when you sit up in a country that is 97.9% the same ethnic group, but when you live in a place where crossing cultures is a way of life and only 60% of the state are your race, cultural divides are no longer as black and white. Both Armenians and Americans have been in my life since birth (well, technically before). I am in some ways the hyphenate reality of many Armenian-Americans, not all Armenian, but also not all American either.
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Mos, I am sure it is easy to put things in black and white when you sit up in a country that is 97.9% the same ethnic group, but when you live in a place where crossing cultures is a way of life and only 60% of the state are your race, cultural divides are no longer as black and white. Both Armenians and Americans have been in my life since birth (well, technically before). I am in some ways the hyphenate reality of many Armenian-Americans, not all Armenian, but also not all American either.




) I’ve already been in the university Armenian club for two years before graduating (I was considering being an officer the last year, but that required me to miss Father’s day with my father, among other things). I also interned a couple years ago at an Armenian organization a couple years ago (best summer of my life), volunteered at the Navasartian Games in California a couple of times, and lobbied Sacramento with the Armenian National Committee last year for genocide/Armenia related bills, and was going to an Armenian church for a while before I was effectively no longer able to go. I suppose a more active approach to this may have come from the fact that it was up to me to figure out what to do next in terms of pursuing my education and such as my parents were then of limited resources (my mom is disabled) and I had achieved some sort of functional degree, though perhaps that fact that my mom had another diagnosis might have had some small influence, and I met a (Christian) best friend who was born in Saudi Arabia who re-awakened some of my international interests that had been set aside for the future for matters of practicality. Before going to university, I was trying to get a genocide awareness event going when I was in student government at community college and was excited about the opportunity to get involved with more Armenians at the university. It’s funny though: I never saw any other Americans doing this who were not Armenian, well except for the two Romanian girls who hung out with in the Armenian club and the Iranian girl who was an officer when I joined.
) and some ignorant comments I got at the community college, I needed to educate myself better to help education others who were so culturally ignorant. (But then I'm just American. It's not like I have much reason to care about things like that, right?)


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