Five Things About My Culture

[browngirl]

I first saw this in sparkymonster's journal, and most recently in griffen's.

List 5 things which are basic common knowledge in your culture, which people outside are unfamiliar with. This is not about obscurity, but something everyday to you, that others go "bzuh?" at.

Ah, but what is my culture? I'm an immigrant! I've got more than one! And I like to talk, so here are at least two sets:

As I've experienced it, anyway. :)

1. Steak is cooked in sauce in a pan, until fork tender.
2. Everyone used to have livestock, even in the city; goats still roam Kingston, afaik. Middle-and-upper class people do this less these days, but everyone has fruit trees they eat from, etc.
3. The hottest weather is no reason not to have a big bowl of soup.
4. It is an acceptable option for parents to leave their children with trusted friends or relatives for months or years, so that the parents may do a long-term project that might not be a good environment for their kids. (Like going to another country to work but not to settle, for instance.)
5. When writing a letter home, it is very strongly recommended that one include some money. That may be more of an immigrant thing than a Jamaican thing, though.



Well, really, having grown up in NYC. On rereading, most of these aren't true in Boston.

1. Lock your doors.
2. Get out of people's way.
3. Public transit is a way of life.
4. It's not actually that people are all bad. They just could be, so a modicum of wariness is sensible.
5. Jaywalking is a fine art, to be accomplished with one's brain on. If they hit you and you were being an idiot, it's your fault.

I'd say more, but Eva (sitting on my lap) keeps trying to type!

Comments

And hey

[browngirl.livejournal.com]

Vito_excalibur's nifty discussion of this meme! (http://vito-excalibur.livejournal.com/186350.html)

"Bzuh?" moments for me

[griffen.livejournal.com]

Numbers 2, 3 and 4 are "bzuh?" for me on your first list, and number 5 is a "bzuh?" for me on your second list.

Truth be told, I'm afraid of livestock (and, to be honest, most animals). The house I grew up in had fruit trees in the back yard, but most of the fruit went uneaten. We didn't trust it.

[lomedet.livejournal.com]

oooh...thank you for these! It's always fascinating to get a glimpse into someone else's common knowledge. And thank you also for the link to the discussion on vito_excalibur's journal - really interesting stuff.

I'm contemplating doing this meme myself, but can't quite decide from which perspective. Currently, I'm an immigrant (albeit a highly privileged one), and so many if not most of the things I take for granted make the people around me go 'bzuh?' But my self-perception is still that of an American, so maybe I should try it as if I still lived in the States...::ponders::

[claudia603.livejournal.com]

The hottest weather is no reason not to have a big bowl of soup.

In Trinidad, too! :D I was amazed by the soup section!

[brownbetty]

Oh, man, fruit trees. When I lived in Mexico we had an orange tree and a lime tree in our back yard. OM NOM NOM NOM.

My mother is from upper-class ranch background (which is to say, she is from a background where being a rancher counts as upper class) and sees nothing odd about keeping livestock, but everywhere else I go it seems to be regarded as something you only do in abject poverty (and very low class, dear.) It's a bit weird.

I wonder if I should try doing one for the prairies?

[bikergeek.livejournal.com]

(5.) is definitely an immigrant thing.

yeah, on big-city culture:

(1.) I'm continually shocked by the number of people who post to b0st0n or davis_square about how their apartment got burgled through an unlocked door, open window, etc. Dude. It's the city. It ain't New York, but it ain't Podunk, either.

(2.), In Boston, the rule seems to be to stop just inside doors, at the top of an escalator, etc., to have a half-hour kaffee klatsch, and give dirty looks to people who say "excuse me" and try to get by.

(5.), In Boston the rule is to step off the curb, either mid-block or contrary to the indications of any traffic lights in the immediate vicinity, in front of an automobile that's traveling at the 30mph speed limit, while you're yakking on your cell phone and consuming your morning latté. Do not look up at the sound of screeching tires as the driver attempts to stop. If the driver sounds the horn, give him or her the dirtiest look imaginable, as if to say, "How DARE you drive your DIRTY, FILTHY *hock* *spit* AUTOMOBILE down MY street!"

[sophinisba]

Romanians eat a lot of soup in summer too. It took a bit of getting used to.

Thanks a lot for sharing and for the link to vito_excalibur's post. :)

[hitchhiker.livejournal.com]

Indians do (1) and (3) :) (5) not so much these days, I think, but it used to be common enough.

Jaywalking

[almeda.livejournal.com]

My (Manhattan-born) mother insists there is a massive difference between true jaywalkers and 'idiots who wander out into the street.' Professional pride, for one. :-> Also, true jaywalkers never expect the cars to change their behavior -- it's like playing live-action Frogger. Whereas IWWOITS will just set out in the blithe conviction that of COURSE everyone will stop for them -- pedestrians have right of way, don't they? Everywhere?

[ilthit.livejournal.com]

I sometimes suspect that steak should be cooked that way, but tend to be either too lazy or too thrifty of sauce.

Belgians often have livestock in the suburbs. This was a surprise to me. Finns don't. Nice clean modern houses with a goat behind it. We didn't do it in Finland. Goats were only in the countryside.

We also lock our doors and get out of people's way and use a lot of public transport. The getting out of way is more out of politeness. Also, Finns don't make eye-contact with strangers on the street, unless they speak to them first; it would be rude. And if you speak to a stranger on the street, you should have a better reason than trying to find someone to chat with, because then you're not only rude but also weird. :D