For some reason when I’m talking to an American from the North East and the fact that I’m mixed comes up they always say they aren’t white they’re actually native because his grandpa once mentioned something about a Cherokee ancestor.
It’s always Cherokee, no other tribe but that one. And it’s always the whitest looking person ever, straight up 6ft tall blue eyed and blond guy.
I get it, I’m mostly white too, Spanish and Slavic. But even tho I’m not mostly native American I still look native enough that people think I’m Asian.
But when your ancestry has been so diluted over the generations… You’re not native. It’s not just that you don’t look native, it’s also that you don’t even participate in the culture.
Dude you’re just a farm boy from Philadelphia you’re probably more Amish than Cherokee, if that supposed ancestor is even real at all and not just some random claim by some of your ancestors to have a “right over these lands”.
In school, even in 100 level US history at Uni, the “beginning of America” is like:
First it was a huge swath of land with a shit load of Indians on it. They lived in teepees, wore feathers on their heads, and used every part of the animals they hunted! Europeans came over, and put a swift end to that. In the 80s and early 90s at least, it was still presented as though they were the adversary somehow, and whites were only trying to “civilize” them. And we were all just like, oh ok.
Sometimes we would learn a little bit about the specific tribe(s) that the region we were in lived before we shuffled them off, but even then it was really reductive and not at all thorough.