As you may already know...I am Mexican, and I grew up, within the US borders, as VERY Mexican I have the mariachi outfit to prove it. My house spoke primarily Spanish and we ate beans and rice all the time.
We were so entrenched with the Spanish and being Mexican, that I grew up thinking Charlton Heston was a Mexican because our copy of "Ten Commandment's" was dubbed in Spanish...I was not a bright child.
I mean everybody knew that Jesus Christ was a Mexican, look at his beard for Christ's sake. And didn't everybody have goats in their back yard and mariachis come play for their 4th birthday? Did I mention that I was also a brat?
Food was a major item in the house but wasn't it for everybody? You come home, and mom immediately wanted to shovel beans and carne down your throat. "Oh mija, you aren't hungry anymore, here! Let me make you a quesadilla". And if there wasn't a newly killed chicken boiling on the stove, there were always tortillas and beans to eat a plenty. All of this is normal right? All people in the US grew up like this...right?
FUCKING WRONG!
So I also had the advantage of being sent to a Catholic private school, which had one other child who had goats in their backyard, and that fucker was filipino, not a mexican. And my mom wasn't a fan of having other little fuckers, that weren't family kids, in her house. So when I did get permission to invite some of these little shits...this is what they told me...
Him- "you have all those people living in the house? you have goats in the backyard? Dude, you're a beaner"
Me - "oh yeah, thanks. I love beans"
Laughter erupts. I didn't get it.
Later that night, I picked the perfect opportunity (while she was watching Sabado Gigante) to tell my mom about the day. "A'ma, sabias que soy una beaner porque me gustan frijoles" Translation: Mom, did you know I'm a beaner because I love to eat beans....The look on her face was priceless, and the next words out of her mouth were epic! "QUE CHINGADOS DIJISTES?!?!?!" Translation: what the fuck
And that was the day that I learned that the word beaner is derogatory...and that my upbringing was slightly different from some of the other kids.
