Thursday, November 21, 2013

If I had put a pumpkin on our front porch..


What is it that you like about your American culture? Is it the freedom you have in almost all aspects of life (including going anywhere you want, saying whatever you want, wearing whatever you want, etc.)? Is it the American celebration of specific holidays? Or the style of clothes that we as Americans wear?

In the past year we’ve stepped into a completely different culture (in almost every aspect of life) from the natural one we grew up in. If the darkest African woman you can imagine walked down the street in a small town in Arkansas in her native African dress (which may or may not include a shirt) and spoke loudly in her own native language while trying to relieve herself on the side of the street, how do you think she would be received into that community? I’m thinking she wouldn’t immediately be invited to your daughter’s wedding or over to your house for coffee and chatting. (Disclaimer: but maybe she would, because we, as Americans, have become so accustomed to many immigrants coming into our nation. The same certainly can’t be said for other countries.)


Similarly, we have stepped into a small town in Asia that is NOT used to immigrants with all of our (VERY DIFFERENT) culture with us. If this “strangely” dressed African woman speaking a foreign language decided to start wearing American clothes, begin learning English, and followed social norms by relieving herself in a toilet, my guess is that her acceptance in the community would increase dramatically. Keeping our social expectations in mind and understanding that the world view we have stepped in to is EVEN smaller than any American small town, we have intentionally made adjustments to the ways that we live to become more understandable to the people around us as well as to give us opportunities to step more smoothly into people’s lives without all the neighbors gawking at us out their windows and talking behind our backs.

There have been some easier cultural transitions than others. While sometimes I miss my American clothes, I have generally found my style niche in the cultural clothes here. We both enjoy cooking AND eating SPICY food (both burn-your-tongue kind and full-of-more-spices-than-you’ve-ever-used-in-your-life kind of spicy food). Bumping up all levels of hospitality has been both fun to enjoy as well as fulfilling to serve other people in the same way. But other things are a little bit harder to adjust to.

Seeing so many cute fall decorations on the Internet and hearing of the fun fall festival activities sometimes makes me feel jealous and really miss the things of my home culture (naturally, because this is where I grew up). And I’ll only briefly mention how disappointing it is not to feel the excitement of football season “in the air”, because it’s a little hard to appreciate a good football Saturday afternoon when you have to wake up at 5 AM to watch a live video feed (that may or may not skip) and not have cheese readily available to make all the delicious tailgating food.

And that is just things on the entertainment and holiday side of American life. I also really miss the cultural appropriateness of women going where they want to BY THEMSELVES with THEIR OWN mode of transportation. American ladies: DON’T TAKE THIS FOR GRANTED; you are truly blessed with so much freedom. (Side issue: I should say that I do have the physical freedom to go places by myself, but after several times of being the object of an unashamed stare fest of men, getting taken down “shortcuts” that you’ve never seen before in a semi-sketchy, open rickshaw with a guy you’ve never met before, and walking down seemingly long roads with ONLY men out (who again I’ll say are not ashamed to stare), (I thought I’d never in a million years say this) it is SO much more freeing to be escorted places by my husband on the back of his motorcycle and down the street. Even though I choose to be escorted because it is the far better way to travel, I am still an independent lady who really misses getting to and from places as well as accomplishing simple things like grocery shopping ON MY OWN).

However, after more than a year in this country, there’s more than just laying down some of my natural cultural experiences and picking up new ones, there’s recently been a longing to be understood by the people around us. After so much work to be attentive and  to be quick learners (and doers) of the culture around us (and being from a culturally welcoming nation), we start to feel like people don’t know who we are as Americans and also don’t really care that much about getting to know our culture (while we are in the thick of trying to fit into theirs).

If I had a penny for every time in the last two weeks I’ve heard G tell a friend, “Well in AMERICA…”, I’d be a rich lady. This phrase has not had much room in our vocabulary in the past, but it seems to be surfacing as our relationships with people are going deeper with friends who have at this point somewhat blanketed us (thankfully) as taking on all Asian culture. But as they get to know us, they are starting to realize that unlike them, we don’t stay up till 2 A.M. or wake up at 9 AM; I don’t make roti (like a tortilla) and a fresh meal breakfast, lunch, and dinner; our music and movies are very different from theirs; I NEED to get out of the house more than once a week; and my home is always slightly messy. And generally when our friends notice new things in our lives that remind them we are not Asian, they respond in a surprising way: with the recommendation that we actually should do one of these things their way and why it’s easier/best. And when we try to share interesting things that we like about our culture like food, music, holidays, traditions, etc, we generally get a somewhat polite way of saying, “Oh that’s nice,” and then a transition of the topic to something they are familiar with.

In NO WAY do we want to force our American culture on the culture around us, but there are times when we do not want to COMPLETELY surprise our friends when we exercise our American ways of living even in small ways. And I would especially like for my American food that I was excited to share to be more than picked at and my music to be listened to rather than quickly changed to their favorite Bollywood song.

I'm thinking that this sounds slightly negative toward the people around us, but what else can I say, it is the truth about the transition we're going through here right now. We just get frustrated and disappointed with people. Don't we all sometimes? Luckily, these feelings come and go, and some Asians are more gracious than others when we want to share about our culture.

And honestly, it's okay if not everyone understands who we are culturally as Americans, we know that the life we lead here comes with hard sacrifices. But also this new life comes with some incredibly fascinating and exciting experiences that we get to have because of our location across the ocean. I may not be able to get in the festive fall spirit by decorating my front porch with a hay bale and pumpkins because our neighbors might think we have a new pet goat and are trying to feed the monkeys pumpkins (that are green I might add). And that’s okay. We just sometimes both really miss being understood by the people around us. There’s no easy solution to resolving our frustrations in culture that we’re facing right now, but we do stand firm in our Lord and our identity in His kingdom. He knows us intimately and cares for us. And we know He is with us as we struggle through this new season of life.