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The results are in! My mother’s 23andMe DNA results came back! You might want to take a look at our predictions first before you read ahead . . .  or you may be far too excited and without patience, like myself.

Drumroll please . . . .

My own mother is . . .  45.6% Southern European with 27.6% of that being from the Iberian Peninsula (this is predominately Spain and Portugal), she also has a bit of Mediterranean and a dash of Russian with 0.6% Ashkenazi Jew. There is even 2.6% of British/Irish blood coursing through her veins.

She is also 31.1% Native from all of the Americas. It does not break it down to the tribe or more specific area at this time. We are assuming Mayan, Inca, or Aztec may be pushing these numbers.

Mother is 6.0% Sub-Saharan African from the coast of the Senegal to Nigeria area. This is largely the domain of the slave trade.

Oh and there is also 3.6% Undefined. . .  Sounds suspicious. We’re thinking it’s Extraterrestrial.–It would explain so much.

The report also went on to say the average person has 700 links to Neanderthal, but my mom only has 271. Rather civilized!

Image result for iberian peninsulaAs for the most important medical factor, she does not have a predisposition for hearing loss in her family. –All of us turned to look at my father who was calmly eating his sandwich at the time, not making eye contact with anyone. “Go ahead, keep staring. I don’t care.” He said with humor.

Her results are a HUGE surprise. Mainly the lack of French seems like a glaring omission considering she has a French surname. We worked out how this is could happen. The scenario below might help (or confuse)–

Example: Let’s say a man from Nigeria (let’s call him Aaron) moves to France and marries a Jewish refugee (for the sake of the example we’ll name her Beatrice). They have beautiful African-Jewish daughter (Cindy). Cindy’s nationality is French by birth, but her DNA is not French. Cindy marries a French man, Dominique. Cindy and Dominique have two sons and one daughter, Eugene, Fyodor, and Gladys. These children are now African-Jewish-French blood with a French last name. However, none of these children marry French blooded individuals. So Eugene and Fyodor’s children will carry the French name and some French blood, but if each generation does not mingle back with French blood . . . all they have is the drop from Dominique and the surname. Gladys’ children will be in a similar situation without the French family name.–Does that make sense? Or is it as clear as mud?

The bottom line is there is not enough individuals in her DNA that carry French blood to warrant it showing up in the results. What is noticeable that 23andMe took percentages out to the first decimal place, so in the last 500 years there have been very few Frenchmen in her gene pool.

Going back to her ancestry results, she is thrilled to have British and Irish in her veins, since she’s always liked the area. She is really stuck on the Ashkenazi Jewish portion; wanting to learn more about it.

We are not going to lie, the Sub-Saharan African was quite the surprise. We did not really expect that. This has really piqued my interest and I would love to see if genealogy would be able to validate some of these findings on the African, British, and the Jewish parts of our family tree.

Thus said, all tests are inheritably flawed to some degree. This can come from a bad sample, human error, or set of the database. Some individuals have gone on YouTube with results from multiple DNA companies to compare their results.

Mother has shared her findings with her brothers which was greeted with  mixed response. All of them laughed good naturedly about it and joked with mom. Many are hesitant to take the test though. One of my cousins asked if one of the Tios/Uncles might be more Jewish because he is a really good with his money or one of our very athletic Tio/Uncle might have more African in him. We laughed, but it brought up the whole nature versus nurture debate. It is possible one of her brothers might not show any traces of Jewish blood in him, while another could surprise us and hold the coveted French blood.

Personally, this has whetted my appetite to have my own DNA tested. What did I acquire from my father? How much different than I am from my parents? Is the hearing loss a mutation that only shows up in my brother and I? Who knows? It will be a while before I take the test, but when I do, it will be splashed across the pages of 19th Century Modern!