Well, I think most want to embrace the qualities of their culture, for a sense of belonging, character development, tradition, or other personal reasons. I know I embrace mine, because many members of my family are a positive source of inspiration in my life and my writing. Others inspire me too, even when I can't relate. I still find a person's background to be a source of wonderment, interest, and equal importance. I travel a lot, so I think it's only wise for me to learn as much as I can about others' values. Even a handshake or a hug can be the wrong thing to do.
Though where we are from doesn't define us, it's just a topic of geographical or cultural interest sometimes.
Skin color ranges from beautiful to beautiful in my eyes, and I find the gamut to be a great and positive thing.
So yeah, attitude can separate us in a negative manner, or it can help us to positively embrace each other with our differences and likenesses.
Example: My family is Scotch-Irish and Cherokee Indian--Melungeon.
As you can see by my photo, I'm very pale, red-headed, green-eyed and freckled, while my sister, who greatly favors me, is very dark skinned, black-haired with near black eyes.
When we go out together, strangers will make open comparisons, and we're often asked if we have the same father. It's odd that our mother has never been in question.
I suppose we pique curiosity, and we could be ugly about it, but we love each other deeply, and feel our contrasts are just as beautiful as our likenesses, so we try to educate and reflect a positive nature.
Sometimes it's funny. Sometimes it's hurtful.
Funny: My elderly neighbor complimented me on my beautiful tan once while my sister was helping me mow my lawn. My sister thanked her kindly for me.
Hurtful: A member of my own family told me I'd be prettier and age better if I'd inherited her darker tone instead of my Mother's fair skin.
I think I was 12 when she said that, and has never changed her ways.
Her attitude inspired me to try to be a better person.