Modern Viking dwelling |
Growing up, after a good meal my dad would often say: "Tak for mad, tusind tak, jeg elsker dig"- a Norwegian phrase that translates to "Thanks for food, a thousand thanks, I love you". I knew that my Grandma Maxine had some Norwegian in her, and I guess I also knew that my mom's mom, Grandma Bev was also part Norwegian, making me a just a little bit Norwegian myself. I've remembered the phrase and repeated it occasionally over the years, as you do with nostalgic childhood things. I'm thinking of it now, because I got some funny news the other day that completely turned my genealogical identity on it's head. Background: I was raised in a family where our story was that we are Swiss-German on my Dad's side. Both of my parent's lineage is solidly Germanic, with a little English, a little Irish, and a little Scandinavian making up the rest. This is the identity I grew up with. My maiden name is decidedly German: Buhler. I had an Oktoberfest for my 30th birthday, and I named my blog Poppy "Haus", because I am have always identified as an American fräulein. As it turns out, I am not German, not much or not at all.
My sister recently sprang for one of those ethnicity tests that you can order through Ancestry.com. She revealed the results to my brother and I this weekend and we were both a little flabbergasted. We are close to 50% Scandinavian. We are only 4% western European. The rest of the mix was English, Irish, and 15% Italian?(this apparently explains the Swiss-German ancestry, as they border each other). As it turns out, Ich bin ein Skandinavisches. I am actually Viking. Awesome.
Typical Modern Viking Man |
Oh man, I don't know how I would handle that! I only know my Mom's side of the family, but I identify quite a bit with it (go Dutch, or go home). I love your take on it :)
ReplyDeletePS I would keep "Haus," it's too great to change!
I know, it's totally crazy to find out you are not what you thought you were!
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