Although heritage is not something we think of very often, every human being has their own heritage. Everyone’s heritage is different and this is just another reason why everyone is so unique. I do not know much about my family’s heritage and neither do my parents. Even though I cannot write pages upon pages about my heritage I can write a couple of things. Most of the heritage I know about comes from my mom’s side of the family. My great great grandmother was a Sioux Indian, and my great great grandfather was white. This makes my great grandmother Maxine, Maxie as my mom called her, half Native American and half white. When Maxie grew up she married a black man, and they had my grandma; I call her Grammy. Grammy had my mom, and then my
