Jhumpa Lahiri Quotes

My mother was from upstate New York; she's of Irish and German descent. My father was from Ghana.

My grandfather was from outside of Moscow, and my grandmother, although some of her family were French, was from Odessa. They met as immigrants in New York in the early '20s. My mother's family came over from Ireland generations ago.

It's probably worth noting that although I'm ethnically Greek, my grandfather was actually born in Turkey and came through Greece on his way to the United States.

I'm actually the son of Mary Guibert. My mother was born in the Panama Canal zone and came to America when she was five with my grandmother and grandfather, and that was the family I knew. Everybody sang; everybody had songs all the time, and they loved music.

As little boys, my brother and I used to spend hours with my grandmother, asking her about the details of how she came to America. She could only give us a smattering of details, but they all found their way into our collective imagination, eventually becoming a part of our own cultural identity and connection to the past.

My mother's Polish; my dad was Irish.

Plenty of people are intrigued by their family history. Growing up as the son of West Indian immigrants who moved to London in the 1950s and 60s, I was especially fascinated by anecdotes about the lives of my Guyanese relatives, which seemed a million miles away from Tottenham's Broadwater Farm estate.

No, my family is Russian, Georgian, via Ellis Island.

My parents were born in Korea. They spent a good part of their life in Korea.

My father grew up in Brooklyn, N.Y., with my grandparents. In Norwegian my name is pronounced 'Yoo' but my father used to call me 'Joe.'

I'm certainly proud to be Cuban American, and it's a fantastic opportunity for anybody - regardless of their ethnicity or nationality. It does carry a measure or pride to know where you're from and to know what your roots are.

My mother is French-Italian with a little Spanish blood in her. I've been raised, and she was, as far as I know, raised as a Christian.

I come from an immigrant culture. I'm only a couple of generations away from having been a servant girl myself.

My family came from Ecuador.

My family's journey is something I am very proud of - in front of me, behind me and every part.

I come from an immigrant family, but I know no other nationality apart from British.

My grandparents, they came through Ellis Island in 1923, and you know, I'd heard all the stories.

My father's father came from Russia; my mother came from Romania.

My cultural roots are something illusive.

My mother's family came from the British West Indies. And my father's family came from, well, my father's father came from the Montana/South Dakota area. They were Blackfoot Indian.

My mother was actually born in Ohio but raised in West Virginia where her family had a laundry. She has a West Virginian accent. My father was born in China, but he's the son of an American citizen. My paternal grandfather was born in San Francisco in 1867.

I've always known that my father's father and grandfather and grandmother were from Mexico. I've never denied it. I've always said it.

My father was an immigrant from Russia and my mother was first generation.

I'm slowly feeling more Chinese and feel I should be more proud of being Chinese and appreciate where I've come from.

I've known where my heritage is from all along.