I experienced a lot of this growing up in the NYC of the '80s. And I had similar experiences with the poster who said she was initially ashamed of her family’s Asian-American background because of all the negative racist commentary/questions/actions.
What helped in my case was the fact I decided one day I wasn’t going to take the bullying BS from the older neighborhood kids in my Catholic elementary school in second grade. When one bully who was much bigger and several grades ahead of me attempted to assault me and sling racial slurs against me, I fought back by literally stoning him until he broke off the attack.
It was also fortunate the principal was well aware of his racist behavior towards me and a few other Asian-American/recent immigrant kids who weren’t Caucasian-looking and used the moment of his parents complaining about my actions to tell them off about their son’s bullying history and their lack of response regarding prior notifications of his violent racist behavior towards younger kids, my actions were fully justified under self-defense, and if he persisted in his bullying ways that they were strongly encouraged to find another school for their bullying-inclined son.
Parents were stunned into humbled silence while I did my best to hide my glee. Never had another issue with bullying or racist tauntings in elementary school or in my old neighborhood.
Especially after word got around and some older neighbors(White Irish and Latino(Dominican/Cuban/Puerto Rican)) and their kids came over to praise me for standing up to the bully and to tell me they had my back.
Some of the racial bullying returned when I went out of my neighborhood to attend junior high at a supposed program for gifted kids…especially with one particular Caucasian kid who was an out and proud White supremacist…complete with wearing the swastika and praising Hitler whenever he could before being sent to the dean by the teachers and the higher-level educrats bailing him out because he and his gang of bullies were “poor misunderstood kids”. As the educrats were more inclined to protect him and his group, teachers/dean powerless, and local cops hamstrung despite catching them mugging local passersby as well as students…my friends and I ended up having to settle the issue with a series of afterschool fights in 8th grade. Lost most of them, but won the very last one.
That was sweetly timed as it happened not too long after I received notification I was admitted to some public magnet high schools where there was not only practically no violence, but also where I wouldn’t be nearly as much of a minority as I had been up to that point.
An added bonus was finding out several years later during a visit to the junior high and meeting one of the local cops who was around back in my middle school days that all of the bullies my friends and I had issues with and who were protected by higher-level educrats were now serving serious time for various felonies committed during/after high school. Several still have at least a decade or more left before they will be released based on that cop’s account.
In my midwest college town in the mid-late '90s, did have a few incidents of drivers driving by yelling racial slurs at me while I was minding my business walking. In one case, I fell back into my old NYC habits and gave him a one-fingered salute in response in which case he stopped and wanted to have it out with me. Just at that moment, he noticed a cop car driving up from a few blocks away and went back into his car and sped off.
There was also an idiot who attempted to tell me to “speak English” when my Chinese international student friends and I were conversing in Mandarin near the college town square. Gave him a piece of my mind and effectively told him to mind his own business.
Indeed. It especially rankles for the Japanese-American relatives in my extended family considering they’ve been in the US since the 1890’s and thus, find many “real murikans” asking them such questions are from families who have been in the US for far less time than theirs. And the same could be said for many Asian-Americans who have been multi-generationed Americans who could trace their family’s history in the US back to the 1890’s or sometimes much further back.