|My DNA Shocks Nobody
||[Jan. 18th, 2018|04:23 pm]
My stepdad is super into genaeology and, having exhausted all leads in his own blood relations, he’s started researching my mother’s family tree, very enthusiastically. They got me one of those “map your DNA” kits for Christmas, and since it wasn’t the super creepy one that sells your results to insurance companies, I went ahead and did the test.
It turns out I’m white. Like, really white.
I was kind of hoping for a surprise of some kind, but I am as white as the skin under my freckles. I am roughly 1/3 Scandinavian (Dad) and 1/3 German (Mum), with the remaining third mostly English/Irish (Dad and Mum together!)
And there’s just a dash of Mediterranean and Ashkenazi Jewish thrown in for lols.
I knew some Ashkenazi would show up, because Mum got that in hers, but the Mediterranean is interesting. It’s from Dad, because it doesn’t show up in Mum’s DNA work, but it’s only 5%. I suppose there’s an Italian to blame.
The greatest comedy of this is, as my very Norwegian stepfather pointed out, he and I have more ethnically in common than he has with my mother.
My family once tried to map their family tree, and we found out out great-grandfather was Spanish. That was cool so they carried on, but slowly realised the family was coming from further and further south, and getting darker and darker. They stopped before we actually jumped the straits of Gibraltar.