What would you tell this young person? It’s an interesting conundrum, but one hopes the day comes when “race” or skin color or ethnicity aren’t used for good or ill to define a person. I call myself American, though I am happy to have Scottish, Dutch, French, Welsh, English, and Irish roots. I call this young person an American, too. Much simpler that way, and it’s true. All the forebears give us their genetic and cultural heritage. That we can celebrate, but they all ended up in America for a reason.