I'm Proud to be a Haitian Dominican

A lot of people never believe me when I tell them my background, they always want to tell me what I am. Even when they try to believe me, they keep asking me so many questions. So this will be the last time I explain my background:

I'm Dominican Haitian a.k.a Domaitian but I was born and raised in Miami. My father and his family was born and raised in Port-au-Prince, Haiti, and moved to the United States once he was 18 years old. My mother and her father was born in Haiti, but her mother was born in Santo Domingo, Dominican Republic. My mother moved to the United States when she was 20 years old and married. My parents have been in America for their whole adult life and raised my brother and I in America.

When people see my mother, they just think that she's a white woman who fell in love with a black man, not true. When people see my father, they call him a black man who fell in love with a white woman, again not true. Skin color has nothing to do with what a person is and what person background is. Just because my mother's skin color is white doesn't mean she is automatically a white person, her father had black skin. And just because my father's skin color is black doesn't mean he's from Africa.

I always here people around me speaking Spanish, Creole, or French and when I answer them back in their language, they have this shocked look on their face as if they never met a person that looks like knowing their language. Once I answer them, they always ask me what school did I learn these languages in. When I tell them that my family knew these languages and taught me when I was little, they get even shocked.

People for some reason are so naive that they think that I'm too light to be Haitian and too dark to be Hispanic. Now it seems like everybody I know has accepted the fact that I am Dominican, but they can't seem to accept the fact that I am also Haitian. People always say that they are no beautiful or successful Haitians out there; well hate to burst your happy little bubbles, but that is not true. People need to understand, just because you're Haitian, Dominican, Cuban, Puerto Rica, French, Indian, Mexican, or whatever, it doesn't define what you will be in the future.

So, for the last time I am Dominican Haitian, born and raised in Miami. I am proud of who I am and what I came from, and it will not define who I am or what I will become of myself in the future.