I’ve always been surrounded by the overwhelming chatter of fluent Mexicans speaking Spanish at incomprehensible rates of speed, and the loud noise of Spanish music that seems to resonate in my ears even after its melodies have ceased. Whether it’s eating Mexican food on a daily basis, or being forced to listen to the endless replays of Suavemente, I always questioned my Hispanic heritage. My friends’ “typical” American lifestyle at their house made me view my culture as...