Maybe it’s just me being naive, but my first assumption about non-TCKs that never moved out of their birthtown is that they probably never made it outside Canada. Of course, that is untrue. I have a handful of non-TCK acquaintances/friends (that still have the same address they used back in kindergarten) that go on vacations outside the country more than my family could. I can’t count how many Fort Mc kids I knew were in Europe, Central America, and even Asia last summer. I will give you, the reader, a moment to pause and think about the million reasons as to why this is unfair… *moment of silence*
See, I see no problems with them getting out and interacting with the rest of the world. I say go and do that for the rest of your life – it’s a good thing. I mean, that’s how I was brought up, and I see no wrong in that.
The thing is, most of the said acquaintances and/or friends that go out of the country for vacations go for a tan, new clothes, and “a break from it all”. You’d think they’d come back with all that AND new or improved perspectives on the rest of the world, but noooo, that’s not the case. Nuh uh. It’s almost a given that they will come back with foreign words that they almost always manage to mangle pronounciation wise, but never a new perspective on the global community.
If it weren’t for the reprecussions (a.k.a. my bank account done broke), I’d have brought plane tickets to Thailand for my whole Math 20 Pure class. Math class, because I think my Advanced English 20-1 and Physics 20 classmates are a relatively intelligent bunch. That would be fun. Just the look on their faces when they experience major culture shock.. I can see it now.. However, I don’t think I have money in the safe to start with anyways, so that that brilliant idea is out the window.
However, the math kids still need some global education. First, the insensitive racial comments that I hear everyday is simply outrageous. I barely ever make a big deal out of it, but lately, it seems like my classmates have been on a racist-comment-saying mode. If someone sent these kids to some country with a proud peoples, I don’t think they’d make it out alive.
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Two days ago, I was at a party. I was the only TCK, non-Caucasian girl there. Now I love these people I chilled at the party with. They’re a cool, smart, polite bunch of kids, and they know how to throw a decent party. But there was one particular thing one of the girls said that threw me off. One, because it was totally naive (for lack of a better word) and she’s a smart girl. But two, I kinda expected to hear that from one of them sooner or later during the night. I know, contradicting, but that is what I thought. Anyways, this is what she said: “You’re Filipino, Kristine?? I thought you were Japanese Korean!” Now let’s pause again.. LEARN YOUR DIFFERENT ASIANS WOMAN! I would get it if she said I looked Thai or Indonesian. That sort of makes sense. But I am far from Japanese or Korean. I can’t even say I speak Japanese yet, since my very first Japanese test today showed that I fail at it (but I will not back down). And my Korean is limited to: “Do you wanna die?” “No,” “Yes,” and “I love you”. One thing I need to teach my classmates: learn the different kinds of Asians, because there’s something wrong when Japanese are supposed to look Filipino and vice versa.
Oh, and as I write this, I’m on MSN chatting, and I just asked one of my classmates if I looked Japanese or Korean. He said that yes, I do. That it. I give up.
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