Tuesday, November 3, 2009

11

I'm sure I've been in situations where a confrontation in race has occurred, but any recollection of these moments eludes me. So I'll talk about what some would consider reverse racism. When I lived overseas, we spent a lot of time in rural areas. Places where people may have never seen any white people. Often times I would walk around feeling like I had a third arm. It was more apparent in the kids, but people would literally stop what they were doing and watch us walking around. I guess if I were older, I would not have cared that people were staring - what do you expect? But as a kid, one who had lived in America for a couple of years where staring is considered very rude - it became a "what am I doing wrong" thing. I guess it made me feel self-conscious, but I also understood that they weren't staring at me, they were staring at a white person. I understood that this was a very natural reaction, so I didn't consider it racist, and I still don't. Maybe some people will. Was the interaction positive? Definitely. It was, like all aspects of living overseas, an incredible experience. People staring at me wasn't enjoyable but I realize that it have me at least some understanding of what being the minority or the "weird one" is like. Because most of the time in America I hide behind my white, middle-class identity. After reading Wachtel's analysis I don't really feel any different about the experience. I think I understood what was going on pretty well. It wasn't really any lack of communication, just the novelty of white people. But I certainly think that if a real racist situation were to come up, I would certainly feel different about it because of reading Wachtel's analysis.

1 comment:

Molly Sanders said...

Josh,
This is a really great post. I can understand why you felt like the "weird one." You said in your blog that if you were older you wouldn't have cared if people stared at you. Is that really true? Because after the discussion about the Brent Staples piece, he was an adult and still felt like the "weird one," and was self-conscious of his actions. I enjoyed your story, and I can imagine it being an awkward feeling being the minority for once.