You know those DNA-test commercials you see on TV? Like the one where the guy always thought he was German, but had to trade in his lederhosen for a kilt? He seems pretty okay about it. Well, one of my siblings did the test and the results have thrown me for a loop.
I grew up thinking of myself as 50% English (my mother) and 50% French/Irish (my father). My maiden name is French, and there are relatives in Quebec who speak little English. Through the surname line, my ancestors can be traced back to the 1600’s when they emigrated from France and landed in Canada. We have information on Irish ancestors’ immigration to Canada back to at least the mid-1800’s. Stories also gave some exciting hints of possible indigenous Canadian and even Romany ancestors. As you can imagine, all of these lines have become a big part of how I see myself.
So, the test results? 74% English, 8% Irish, 7% Iberian Peninsula, and everything else each 3% or less! But hang on!! Where is the French part? Maybe the tiny 2% from Europe West? What does this mean? Can I still display my family coat of arms? Can I still eat tourtière and sugar pie? Where did all this Englishness come from?
I wonder what my father would have thought of this. It sure doesn’t mesh with the research he did and it’s kind of messing with my mind.
I’m still processing this and, frankly, I can’t quite take it on board. I’m thinking of doing one of the other tests that are out there. Anybody tried any of them?
Here’s a nice confident song about knowing exactly who you are.