Are you part Irish & part Polish? Available on T-Shirt, Hoodies, Sweatshirt & V-neck. Love it, but, there’s NO half about me!!! 100% Polish, & proud of it!!! Or 1/2 Polish, 1/4 Irish and 1/4 French. Which I have always thought was as close to Italian and any normal person would want to be. White Americans have heritages they can be proud of; Irish, polish, whatever, be bold and be proud to be French even. We have a past. We have a history. Some of our ancestors were Vikings or even a British blacksmith. Whatever. We can say those things.
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Black people in America don’t have that luxury. They had their history stolen from them. Most of them have no idea what country of origin they have. And “Africa” isn’t a country. So they get to be black. And they get to be proud to be black. Because our whiteness erased their heritage. So when a white person asks, “Why can they be proud to be black but I can’t be proud to be white?” Iriski half Irish half polish shirt. Because you’re celebrating things like the erasure of their history and the violence and torture their people suffered at the whim of white America.
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Dad loves to wash dishes… Let me see… dad has amazing handwritings. I made him write to me all the time so that I will always have his writings to keep in the future. Dad may be simple but I guess it is because he simply loves his family. Family is always first. In 1986 dad decided to move to Tawau so that mom could spend more time with my grandma and her extended family members. Iriski half Irish half polish shirt. And I must have given my mom and dad a lot of headache then because I refused to go to Tawau. I wanted to stay because I missed my school friends… So, I stayed back in Sandakan for an extra year living with another auntie.
Oh ya, my dad always wanted a daughter… and life is cruel! Haha He never had one, not even a granddaughter!! He has two boys, I have two boys and my brother has 2 boys! So, never mind… my dad turned my cousins into his daughters! Hahaha Growing up it was so difficult to get my dad to buy me something. There was once I wanted to buy some green soldiers from the tuck shop of our flat. I cried and cried and yelled my lungs out… my dad just walked home. Hahaha
You know people always say how nice treatments always skip a generation. When my cousins were growing up, I always tease my dad for buying them Gameboy with 99 games and a host of other stuff! The worst was when he asked us to pay for them because we never got any from him. Hehe He did eventually buy electronic games like Game and Watch and I think that’s because he liked them. He would break the 999 points barrier first before letting us have a go at it! In this last year, Pokemon became his favorite past time and he loves it.