Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Through The Eyes of a South American


Yesterday I met up with another student who also has roots in another country besides the United States. Ren is from Lima, Peru but has also spent a part of his life in Paraguay before residing in the United States. He is a 4th year student at ESU and he studies Biochemistry and Molecular Biology and in the future plans to attend medical school somewhere in America. I sat down with Ren to ask him about his experiences after arriving in the "land of the brave, home of the free".

I asked first of all how Ren decided to come to the States in the first place. He explained that as he went to high school in Paraguay and Paraguay had a partnership with Kansas, he could transfer to Kansas and attend college here.

I also wanted to know how he had experienced American people and he told me that he was surprised by the fact that the stereotypical expectations concerning American people were not met. He explained that the people in South America see people living up north as cold, not very family oriented and somewhat frivolous. To his astonishment people were very friendly and strongly family oriented, much like South Americans are. He thinks that in smaller towns you can notice even more clearly how family oriented people are and he also mentioned that people in Emporia are extremely nice.

"One thing that struck me here from the people was their need for personal space, their "bubble" as they call it," Ren says. Him giving kisses to his friends´ cheeks was not always understood as a common South American way of saying 'hello'. To him there is a big difference in how people behave here and what they are like in his home country. One thing that I have also mentioned before in my previous entry is the small talk-culture and I asked how Ren feels about it. He said that what to him was a problem was the fact that people pass you by and ask how you are doing but still barely even stop. "You can tell that they don´t really care," he says. It bothered him to the point where he just stopped answering people while walking past them.

I wanted to know if he had encountered any shocking things after coming here and he told me an anecdote about a situation where he had opened the door at the university to an American girl he knew, and the girl had refused to go in because she said that she is American, independent and doesn´t need him to open doors for her. To Ren this was a matter of being polite because that is how he was raised, and not about taking away her independence. This just proves that even a small thing like opening a door to another person can hold a strong symbolic charge.

And how would he describe the American culture in general? He wouldn´t. His opinion is that to some degree there is an American culture but still you can´t generalize it down to something specific because there is such a great variety of different cultural influences inside it and the culture is very regionwise. Ren´s intention is to live in America for the rest of his life even though there always is something to make better. What would Ren make better if he could? He feels that there is a lot of cultural ignorance; different kind of ignorance than that of South America where there is a lot of people, a lot of poverty and thus not all get to go to high school. Here people, even though highly educated in many cases, don´t have a lot of interest towards matters outside their country, all brown skinned citizens are considered as Mexicans and he also thinks people aren´t very acceptant towards homosexuals, different kind of lifestyles or religions.

In many ways I share Ren´s observations and opinions even though we come from different parts of the world to experience America. Let´s hope that changes towards being more tolerant will happen all over the world.

a.

Monday, September 17, 2007

American Wedding Magic


I had the time of my life last weekend. My friend asked me to join his cousin's wedding on Saturday in the small western Kansas town Hays. I thought this would be one of those things I shouldn´t miss out on because you never know when you´re going to have the chance to experience something similar. It was a fascinating event which I waited for with a lot of curiosity. Would it be like in all the movies I had seen? A big wedding with all treats and no expenses spared?

First of all this was my first Catholic wedding so it added to the interest a lot. The ceremony in the church differed a lot from our Lutheran ceremony and I felt a bit out of place at some times but I was observing all with great interest. How the couple sat on the right side of the altar while something else was going on and how they took a rose and went to stand in front of a statue depicting Virgin Mary and how they took two candles and lit a candle together making one flame two. This all was very beautiful and I think I liked the Catholic ceremony even better than that of ours. The reception after that was great also; we ate good food, drank a good deal of free drinks and enjoyed dancing and the traditional throwing of the and throwing of the bouquet. I tried my luck with the bouquet but eager American ladies snatched it almost straight from my hands. I guess it just isn´t my time yet.


People had a lot of interest towards me and Finland and it was nice to chat and share experiences and ask about the wedding program to know what we have in common and what differs. One of the differences was that there was no official cutting of the cake ceremony, where the couple competes over who kicks the floor first and thus shows “who wears the pants of the family”, so to speak. At least they didn´t make a big deal about it if it happened, because I missed that part entirely. There was no stealing of the bride, where the best mans steal the bride and the groom has to redeem her back but there surely was the Grand march where we formed a long line and danced around the venue and even outside! I also got to try out my skills in dancing a different kind of waltz and one thing that especially separates Finnish weddings from American ones is the music. We have a lot of waltzes, Finnish classic golden oldies, and a lot of the music in this wedding compiled from country and American hit songs. One of the biggest treats for me was trying out line dancing for the first time in my life. I had always thought that nothing could be more ridiculous than line dancing but I surely enjoyed practicing it on the dance floor! Wouldn´t mind trying it for a second time…

All in all the wedding was a success. The bride was beautiful, the wedding set was nice and guests were well taken care of. Even though there are some differences in the way people celebrate here and in Finland, I felt that this Finnish girl blended in pretty well.

One quiz question before I quit for tonight: how do you know that a person you see in Emporia is an exchange student? -Because he or she is walking and not driving a car.

Figure it out!

a.

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

9/11

I just remembered while looking at the date what day it is today. 9/11 will never be just a date again. My thoughts are with the families who lost a loved one 6 years ago in New York. So sad, so unnecessary.

I think I'll be seeing Ground Zero in October or November.

Too Much To Tell, Too Little Time

It is a beautiful morning in Emporia, Kansas. The temperature is a bit cool but the sun is shining. Last rays of summer sun trying to touch the ground but they don't have enough strength anymore. The fall has come to Emporia. This, to me, is kind of sad because I escaped it by flying from Finland to live in the United States and hoped that the fall and winter couldn't catch me that fast if I came here. I guess I was wrong.

First month of living in Emporia is behind me. My five months in the United States as an exchange student have been already shortened to 4 months. Studying at Emporia State University has been interesting and rewarding. Still it is so hard to study here, when all is new and you just feel like exploring. So much to see, so little time. So quickly has the time passed by and in a way I'm already afraid of going back. Even though Emporia is a small place, I've learned to treat is as my home and the people I 've met as my friends and classmates.

The warmth and friendliness of the local people have charmed me. For a person coming from a country of shy, quiet people the atmosphere in Emporia and in all the other cities I've been to is so much warmer, caring, helpful and nice. What is it with us people in Finland that we can't act like they do in here? Why are we so distant, not willing to talk and keep to ourselves so much? We ought to learn from the people living here in Kansas that it is not that frightening to ask how a person is doing or greet friendly. Of course we have our basic norms of good behaviour which we follow but they surely are stripped from all additional warmth. And of course there are exceptions to this rule; not all people are like I depict but, I feel, the overall look on life is so different compared to people living here that it is almost tangible.

I believe that if we Finns got more sunlight for a longer period of time than we do, we would also be more willing to smile, talk sweetly and reflect that sunlight to other people. How could I drag the sun to shine on us back there for a longer time? Our summer lasting from June to the end of August evidently isn't enough.

I on the other hand have always struggled against the stereotypical Finnish mentality. I'm mostly positive, happy, talkative and enjoy socializing with others. I think that is why I have enjoyed the atmosphere here so much. I might still have slight problems with adjusting myself to the small talk-culture because here it thrives and in Finland we don't have it, not at least in the same scale. At first I felt really awkward at the cashier while doing shopping somewhere, because I didn't know how specific answers to give when asked by the sales person "How are you?". In Finland we are used to giving longer, detailed answers when asked that; you usually don't cover that topic with a one-sentence reply but here I had to start learning how to answer briefly. " Fine thank you. How are you?" and then I would feel idiotic asking the same thing because who asks the sales person about their well-being? Well...once again I have to remind myself: "You are not in Finland; new country, new set of rules."

I think what bothers me about the small talk is the superficial aspect. Of course some people actually are interested in knowing how I'm doing but sometimes you might not even want to start explaining because you feel like there's no real interest there. Still, if I could bring the small talk culture to my country, I probably would. It makes you feel welcome for example in a store and you might end up telling an event that happened in your life that day that otherwise no one else probably wouldn't had heard. I'm going to enjoy the small talk as long as I can.

I think it's time to kick start this day and go explore some more. The time, for now, is up!

anniini.