I had not previously thought about having a racial identity before now. I find it very interesting to think about the idea that whites don't really have one - the idea that we were all shoved together at one point and our cultures were kind of pushed away. That feels very true for me. My dad is Irish and very proud of it; but he didn't find this out until he traced his family history back like 20 years ago. My maternal family is Greek, but there were no surviving cultural traditions or anything.
In my own classroom, I have always been the minority. I have always been surrounded by students of color. This became apparent to me when I tried to give one of them a bandaid that was just a regular "flesh colored" bandaid and he complained to me that it wasn't his flesh color. Since that moment I have only kept the fun, kid bandaids in my desk - the ones with pictures on them like Snoopy and Spider Man.