The next time you worry about immigrants, spit into a tube
KAMLOOPS — I spit into a plastic tube a few weeks ago and popped it in the mail. This week, I got the results and the verdict is in — I am a classic universal Canadian.
DNA testing for ethnic origins is popular these days, and discovering who you are and where you came from is fun stuff. What I found out has made me think about the conversation involving immigrants.
I already knew my great-grandparents on my father’s side emigrated from Germany to the Ukraine. My grandparents emigrated from there to Canada, where they began a new life in a dirt-floor cabin on the Prairies.
On my mom’s side, my great-great-grandfather came from Scotland and married a number of First Nations women or, at least, fathered children with them.