My nephew (who I’ve known for 8 years) didn’t know that I’m American
Posted on November 20, 2012 by yankeebean
Here’s how it happened.
My 8 year old nephew and I were in my in-laws’ back garden playing an epic game of wiffle golf. He was just winding up to chip his ball into the purple sprouting broccoli (or as we call it, ‘hole 4′) when he said,
“Where are you from?” Then he paused and gave a BIG laughed. ”JUST KIDDING!” he laughed, “You’re from England!”
I stood there for a split second. Stymied.
“No I’m not! I’m from America!”
I was laughing, too. He stopped. Dropped his wiffle club. Turned.
“Yeah, I’m American – I grew up in America!”
“I didn’t know that!”
He didn’t know!?
I know that it’s really that I’ve known him since the day he was born and that I just sound like Aunty Yankeebean to him so he doesn’t hear whatever shreds of American accent that I’m still clinging on to.
But it’s another first. I have never EVER before been confused for anything other than 100% American by someone I’ve know for years and years. Add it to the list!