I posted about being bi-racial (and having tri-racial kids!) on the blog:
http://www.hellobee.com/2012/04/02/where-are-you-from/

A couple of people asked why not everyone enjoys being asked, "where are you from?" I certainly can't speak for everyone, but I thought I'd share my quick thoughts here on the boards:

1) Sheer Repetition

It's not a big deal to be asked "Where are you from?" once or twice. Even the first few dozen times aren't a huge deal. But imagine being asked this over and over, for your entire life. It gets old pretty fast.

It's like how when I visited my friends' apartments in Manhattan, I would often get stopped by the doorman and asked to take the service elevator (usually they would speak very slowly and act like I didn't speak English). Turns out they thought I was a Chinese food delivery man, and not a visitor. I quickly learned that if I didn't dress nicely, I would get treated like a delivery man every time I visited any friends in an upscale apartment building.

The first time stuff like happens, it's not a huge deal. But when it happens over and over, it's more irritating. When I was in high school and looked more ethnically ambiguous, people would guess out loud what I was... Hispanic, Native American, Eskimo, etc. Really? That just seems rude to me. Maybe I was overly sensitive, who knows.

Anyway, one of the nice things about moving to New York City is that you don't get asked questions like this as much. Although as mentioned above, the doormen often use racial profiling so there's that.

2) Un-Americanness

By far the most difficult part though is the implication that as an Asian, you are not a full American. This may seem like an overreaction, but it's often made pretty explicit in conversations with fun additions like, "You speak English so well." Or, "When did you come to our country?"

I know some Japanese that have been in the US for five generations, and they still get asked "where are you from" on a very regular basis. I can't imagine that happening on a regular basis to a fifth-generation white American? Then again, I guess the US government stuck the Japanese in concentration camps during WW2, so they were literally considered to be un-American. (I'm not drawing any sort of parallel here — just explaining why some Japanese-Americans can be especially sensitive on this subject.)

Anyway just giving some context as to why getting asked "Where are you from" can get old. Someone asked if there's a way you can gently ask about race. I am sure that there are, but I just don't do it... at least, until I've gotten a chance to get to know someone a bit better. To me, questions about race come naturally after you've gotten to know someone a bit better... in my experience, people tend to respond better if you treat race as one part of who they are (and prioritize it accordingly in conversation).

Just my own personal experience! I know other people who don't really care if they're asked where they are from, so this is definitely just one data point to consider.

Would love to hear about how you guys deal with racial identity and the "where are you from?" question, from both sides (asker and askee)!