An Open Letter to Our Son


Your mom and I were discussing our individual childhood memories and games. We both discovered 2016-04-25 07-15-44.941something that you should know. What we learned may have an impact on your past, present, and future. There are advantages and disadvantages to what we discovered.

I will start with your mom. She used to go on the 40 acres and play what we then called “Indian” the correct term now is Native American. She would gather sticks and straw and build a hut she called a TiPi. Many hours of the afternoon and summer were spent playing this role.

When my friends and I played what we called “Cowboys and Indian” which I suppose should be re-termed “Invading Ranchers and Native Americans,” I regularly wanted to be the Native American. I had bows and arrows, and even a chief’s head dress. Once while roleplaying I took an oak branch I was using as a club and literally knocked my older brother out. I took role playing seriously.

I say all this to tell you that your mom I have realized this was more than roleplaying or pretending. We were expressing who we thought we were. That is why we are coming out today as TRANS-ETHNIC.


I realize, we have told you all your life about your Scottish, Irish, English, and Swedish ancestry. I know that our fair skin and blue eyes will cause some to question our ethnic self identity, but stand strong. I hope you will stand behind us and our decision. I hope this does not embarrass you, I hope you are proud of us.

Your parents,

Teaches with Smile (formerly known as Mom) and Stands in Pulpit (formerly known as Dad)

BTW – Now you can now apply for a Native American Tuition Waiver.

OKAY, OKAY. This is completely satirical I am not Native American and neither is Amy, although both of us have at least one ancestor each who was, but that was generations ago. We are not trans-ethnic.  I know my readers are intelligent enough to make the application to society’s current “self-identification” crisis. What we are born as is what were are genetically. No matter what we think we are or want to be our genetics do not change.

-Scott (a.k.a. Stands in Pulpit)

4 thoughts on “An Open Letter to Our Son

  1. Happy to see funny side of you. Now I know you are not “ridged’. Just thought I would add a funny to your explanation of your “family tree”. That poor Andrew will be thoroughly confuses. Take care and enjoy your day.

  2. Pingback: Thank You | The Morning Drive

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