So...for the second meeting of B.U.S.S.A on Sunday, we all went around the room and talked about ourselves while one of the members, Rhiddi, typed the group's constitution.

And for the first time in a while that I can remember...I was flat out asked my ethnic background. No tap-dancing around the subject...no hesitance. Usually, this topic doesn't come up unless I sort of invite it to. And if it does, I kinda have to say it without being asked...filling in the blanks of a question I know someone is kinda thinking about but uncomfortable asking.

I'm not one who gets upset when people want to know what I am ethnically, because I'd much rather have them know than assume I'm something I'm not. But a lot of people do get upset. They think it shouldn't matter. That our backgrounds don't matter. Whatever. For me, they do. I care a lot about my history, obviously, and my ethnic heritage is a part of my identity. It's something I want people to know about.

So I said, I'm Mexican and Portuguese. And the response, so far the best response I've ever gotten on this topic, was from the guy that got the group going, Mike, who said, "So...You Like Linguica AND Chorizo?"

Exactly.

And then Ben, the guy sitting next to me from Singapore...was like..."but Perry's not a Portuguese or Mexican name..it's British."

Wow...these people know there stuff.

I had to explain the whole Anglicization of my name Periera to Perry (Thank you Ellis Island).

Anyways...it was great to get to know a group of people from such diverse backgrounds. Hearing there stories, why they got involved in City Planning, where they are from, their heritage...and telling my own. Just in this small group we have people from India, Singapore, Korea, the East Coast and LA. And its surprising the number of connections we found amongst each other as we shared our stories.

For example, when I asked Rhiddi what part of San Jose she lived in..she mentioned the giant Chuckee Cheeze's...which was built on land my great grandpa owned way back in the day as a family farm. Ends up after I said that, they assumed I was a "landed elite" of the Santa Clara Valley. Which would make my family millionares. Haha...if only. Had to explain that too. Hard to summarize how a family which once owned land throughout the valley for generations lost it all in a decade.

I'm hoping some really good things come from this club. There's something great about starting something new, having the chance to leave a legacy. I've done it twice before with the MV Youth Advisory Group, and MVPA. I'm really thankful that the oppurtunity to do it at Cal has landed in my lap. Exciting times.