cuentitos of growing up latinos

Not Mexican(Latino) enough

No I don't like horchata or churros or tamles or Arroz con Leche .. yes that is my pictures yes those are churros and an horchata frappe don't judge meeeehh

(This place is called Horchateria Rio Luna this one is located in Paramount but i know there is a place called Tierra me in Downtown LA I heard it was good so if yall haven't checked it out, check it out)

So I'm not a big sweets person so already to a bad start😅 no me gusta el pan dulce, el Arroz con leche, Horchata, shit I kinda don't like tamales! So growing up I was told:

" you don't like it?No eres Mexican"

like bitch stfu. I was born in Alabama a donde ai puro gringo so my Spanish growing up was questionable so de chiquita me decían:

"como que no hablas español? Te da vergüenza?  No eres Mexican!"

Also my looks don't help
So I would get

" omg are you asain?Omg I thought you were japanese! Your mixed right? You don't look Mexican. Are you sure you weren't adopted?"

Like no hoe my mama got pics from here ultra sound fight me! Lol in all seriousness I was very confused growing up when I was 1(or 2 i cnt remember) my mom n dad went out to eat at a Chinese restaurant and the lady thought I was asain, so she asked my mom she could show me to her staff so a little ball of fat was carried to the cocina were I found my long lost familia! nihao! ...kidding ... but yeah the lady showed me to her staff that I was full Mexican pero mis ojos son razgados. They were amazed I wasn't apoted and until recently I found out that my dad has cousins with eyes even more pulled then mine so I guess it comes from my dad's family yay!! 🤔tbh I have no idea why this is part of this but ya know the more ya know