Ethnic Background

This conversation occurred at the dinner table recently. Out of no where, Amy asks a curious question.

Amy: So are we Russian?

Mom: No...

Amy: Why not?

Mom: You know what your background is. Why would you ask if you're Russian?

Amy: Well, I know that your side of the family is Ukrainian and Dad's side is German.

Mom: Yeah, so you're German-Ukrainian.

Amy: But doesn't that mean we're also Russian?

Me: Why would that mean we're Russian exactly?

Amy: Well, aren't German and Ukrainian both Russias?

Me: Are you for real?

Amy: Wait! No! Germany and Ukrainian...y aren't Russias?

Me: No.

Amy: Then how many Russias are there?

Me: One. It's called Russia.

Amy: Ok, then German and Ukrainian are IN Russia, right?

Me: No. Germany is Germany. Ukraine is Ukraine.

Amy: Are you sure? I think we're Russian. Like, I know we're German and Ukrainian, but doesn't that mean that we're also Russia and Russia?

Mom: You're no joking, are you?

Amy: No, I am. I was just being funny.

Me: Unlikely.

After a minute of silence...

Amy: NO! WAIT! WHAT IS A EUROPE?! IS EUROPE IN RUSSIA?!

Me: Not quite...

Amy: Ok, how many Europes are there? Just one, right? So is in between Germany/Ukrainiany and Russia? Is that you tell?

Me: ...

Amy: What? Just tell me!

Me: Europe is a continent. Germany, Ukraine, and Russia are countries. Countries are in continents.

Amy: Oh, so I was right?! We're Russias, right?

Me: No.

Amy: Hey, can you measure my room?

Me: What?!


Amy changed topics so abruptly and irrationally, I just told her I wouldn't measure her room, then I left the table.