To live in Minessota within 90% whites is something else.

I’ve lived here for 17 years, and everyday has been a crush.

From language myths to English conversation unbalances,

From language discrimination to race discrimination,

From ethnic solidarity to Ethnomethodology, to ethnography.

To me it’s all about not being US native.

How many time have I heard, “you are not from here, where were you born?”.

Brother please! Don’t you know language differences, don’t you know language diversity?

I’m a man with no nation then. If I don’t sound Estadunidense in the heart of America and my Spanish is considered Yankee when I’m back home in ES,

I might, as well, learn Creole, or pidgin English or better yet AAE to be part of your language fabric.

My life has been nothing but a struggle to make, validate or simply share my English dialect.

After all, we all have an accent.

All I want is to be called an American. I was born an American, I always considered myself a Central American.

Why are you trying to make me feel unamerican in MN?

49% of me is Mayan, so there!

My Idiolect and Ethnolect makes me unique.

Does that prove I’m an American?

I bìn American all my life!