Since, we are smack dab in the middle of Hispanic Heritage Month (September 15 - October 15), I figured it was the perfect time to disclose an interesting fact about my life. Even though el esposo is from Spain, and we maintain a bilingual household, and our children share the same genetic make-up as the citizens of Cuba, the Dominican Republic and Puerto Rico, we do not have a place in the Latino community. Never have. In fact, I can't really say I have any really close Latino or Latina friends, which seems odd given our family make-up.
Many people just assume that because we speak Spanish, and we're kind of a minority family, that we somehow are connected to the Latino community, but I'll say it again, we most definitely are not. In fact, many times, my husband, as a Spaniard, has been shunned by individual Latinos because they don't like Spaniards. It's a historical hatred and distrust that apparently hasn't diminished since 1492. Recently a Latina woman said to el esposo, "You know, you're the only Spaniard I've ever liked." I find this fascinating in an anthropological, meltingpot kind of way. El esposo finds it depressing and shameful.
Either way, it is an interesting phenomenon. I admit I don't go out trolling for Latina friends, even though I would like to have a connection to other Spanish speakers and people who share my husband's culture in this country. But I also don't go out trolling for Asian friends and I have tons of those. So many in fact, I used to be called the honorary Asian by my close group of friends. And it goes without saying that White (Gentiles, Jews, and Quakers) people are all over my social calendar. So what gives? We obviously have things in common, but maybe not enough to find common ground.
Is it because I married a conquistador and the sins of his fathers make him Latino Kryptonite? Or maybe it is my own negritude that makes me an undesirable to my Latino brothers and sisters? Or maybe I just hang out in all of the wrong places? I am not blaming anyone or finding fault. I'm just trying to figure out this place I find myself in. And I'm not looking for suggestions on how to make friends with a Latina, I guess I'm just ruminating on an interesting fact of my life during Hispanic Heritage Month.
If you'd like something to ruminate on for Hispanic Heritage month that has nothing to do with my personal issues, try visiting La Literanista for some awesome Latino literary links.