Mexican.
As far back as we can trace, my grands and greats were born in the US, even if it wasn’t quite called that yet. They roamed California, Arizona and Texas pretty freely and married people like themselves. My sister and I are the only members of my family to visit Mexico and I was on a cruise ship, so I’m not sure that counts. I don’t speak Spanish and my family is as American as it gets. My generation is the first to marry outside (read ‘white/other’ people). We are becoming a beautiful mix.
It’s an annual rugby union competition.
As for me:
Father – Czech ethnicity as far as he can trace, although his father’s father was born in what is now Romania during the days of the Austro-Hungarian Empire. Specifically, Dad’s mostly Bohemian, but with some Moravian thrown in.
Mother – More complicated. Her father was Swiss German, while her mother’s father had a French surname and apparently some British lineage. Mom’s mother’s mother, Laura, was orphaned in what is now Germany and shipped to the USA with the expectation that she’d find work as a servant girl.
I’ve recently begun to suspect that Laura was ethnically Jewish (her surname is common among both Jewish and Christian Germans, and her daughter that became my grandmother had stereotypical Ashkenazic features). If my suspicions are correct, I qualify as a Jew by the matrilineal descent definition (though not culturally, let alone religiously).
I identify more with my father’s roots, since my last name is Czech and the family kept in contact with one of my paternal grandmother’s cousins, Milan, by mail. During the Iron Curtain era, we would receive New Year’s cards on which Milan had defied the authorities by adding handwritten wishes from Prague for a Merry Christmas. Several of my relatives have visited Milan and his family, although I have yet to make it to Europe myself.
I’m 1/4 German (actually, Prussian but with an extremely German last name) and 3/4 Slovak.
As you can imagine, I am built like a brick shithouse.
My mother has a beautiful dark Slavic complexion and my brother inherited that from her. I definitely look German with my fair complexion, blue eyes and light hair.
European, from east to west:
German
French (via French Canada)
English
Scottish (as Scots-Irish)
Irish
Other unknown, mostly probably more of the same.
Fractions are not known, at least not by me. I’m not very attached to any of these nationalities; perhaps my curiosity is most piqued by the German, since that is the family name that I have inherited.
I’ve always felt that my allergies are a result of the war between the orange and the green within my corpus. Or maybe the German vs. the French; or the English vs. the Scottish; or the German vs. the English. Really, it’s a mess in there.
Roddy
50% pirate
50% ninja
Actually, I am mostly Irish and German. There is a smattering of other stuff in there but those are the big ones.
damn! Ninja and Pirate tops my Viking…
need to buy new ancestors
NOBODY beats the Viking! Uff Da!
Irish
Irish
Irish
Irish
Aside - Until my 85 year-old aunt had to move into a nursing home recently, my dad’s family had been living in the same house continuously since about the 1650s.
I haven’t the foggiest. My grandfather was a member of the Mayflower Society, which means that someone in our distant past came over on said boat. I always liked my 1st step dad’s answer to that: “Your folks landed on the Rock. Mine met them at the dock.”
Family history says my grandfather’s name came from Flemish. When I was young & romantic, I liked to think that meant that either our forbears were artists like the Van Eycks & Rembrandts, or perhaps my formothers were the wonderful overblown models that Titan loved to paint.
Who knows? Who cares? God’s in charge, not me (& not my genes).
Love, Phil
What a diverse bunch!
On my dad’s side, I’m Scots-Irish. At least that’s what they say, but I think that’s mostly just based on looking at the history of my dad’s last name, rather than following any genealogical records. His family has been in the US for generations, and it’s probably a mix of Scots, Irish, Welsh, English, etc., with who knows what else thrown in over the years. (I wouldn’t be surprised if we were part African-American or possibly native-American, based on my some of my dad’s family’s complexions, and the fact that they’ve been based in the South for generations.)
On my mom side, we’re mixed Italian, Irish, and French, with a little bit of WASP English thrown in.
Im Scottish through and through and Im as white as a bottle of milk! The sun doesnt like to visit Scotland that often!
I’m Irish with a small drop of Scots planter.
3/4 Irish
3/16 German
1/16 German-Swiss
I probably identify with the Irish part most strongly, since my mother’s family came over more recently than the Germans and she identifies that way; but my last name is Swiss.
Everybody in western scandinavia is atleast parts pirate. Just like every icelander is genetically half celtic
Can’t help you with the ninjas though.
I just say European, probably more German than anything else, because based on wars, maps, and other things, the places my genes came from are mostly from what is/was Germany/the Germanies. Although I probably could claim more than a dash of French, because some of my father’s ancestors came from border areas, and one line of maternal ancestors were French Protestants that fled after St. Bartholomew’s Day. They went to Ireland for a generation or so, then came to the US colonies in 1722.
I usually say I have the body of a Central European peasant. Stocky and hardy. And I love German food and beer. But then I never met a cuisine I Didn’t like!
100% Italian. My maternal grandfather and all my great-grandparents were born in Italy.
1/4 French-Canadian
1/4 Irish
1/2 Italian
And my skin is green.
See, the Italian half gave me olive skin and the French/Irish half gave me very pale skin. Olive people (eg, Mediterranean types) tend to have darkish tan skin, but not me. So the olive pigments show through as greenish, instead of the pink, yellow, or brown undertones that other people have. I think it’s funny, kind of.
On my father’s side, it’s German (Prussian, probably), with earlier roots being Slavic, in all likelihood. On my mother’s side, it’s mostly UK; I’ve found family names going to England, Scotland, Ireland and Wales. However, one of the family lines is tied to the invasions long ago and is connected to many European nationalities through royalty intermarrying. There is another family line on that side that is probably Dutch in origin.
Portuguese and Irish on my mom’s side; French, Scottish, and English on my dad’s.
Everyone thinks Vynce and I are 100% Irish entirely due to being fair, red-haired, and blue-eyed like Mom. Actually, a couple of people have guessed I’m some Scottish based on “bone structure” but I’ve (knowingly) seen so few 100% Scottish people, I’m not sure what is meant by that. Do they tend to have oval shaped faces?
Except for a Norwegian great-grandmother, my ancestry is Swedish - as far back as the family can trace it (15th century or so). Everyone’s more or less blond with blue or green eyes and the shortest family member is 175 cm (the men average around 190 cm). In other words, ja, as stereotypical as it gets.