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Understanding Intercultural Communication
Ting-Toomey & Chung, 2nd edition

CHAPTER 3

Requirement I: Important Aspects –

Important Aspect A

I found the notion behind the section entitled “Discovering Cultural Value” to be an important aspect to anchor this chapter. According to the authors, not only to our cultural backgrounds shape our behaviors, but they also become a standard of comparison by which we judge the communications of others. “They are the contents of self that drive our thought, emotions and everyday decision-making processes,” assert the authors, adding “They serve to shape motivation to explain human behavior” (p. 43). Understanding the vast impact culture has on not only our perspectives, but also our judgments, suggests that perhaps we should re-evaluate the culture that we can so ostentatiously flaunt as our standard for others’ behavior, values and communication styles. Maybe we are being influenced for our betterment, but it’s also incredibly possible that we have been brainwashed in a sense to believe so. Every culture has its aspects of merit, and I think it would do us well to hone in on that which is respectable in each.

Important Aspect B

I found the section entitled “Identity: Individualism-Collectivism Value Pattern” to be another important aspect. Never before had I made the distinction between the general attitude of a culture group cross-referenced with those found within it. For example, in the introduction section leading up to this one, the authors note that while two cultures may “differ in terms of the value characteristics, wide variations exist on the distinctive cultural individual level of analysis within each culture,” (pg. 44). This is reiterated when the gender variable is added to the individualism-collectivism analysis. The book points out the breakdown in the U.S., but then nearly retracts the statements when speaking comparatively with other cultures on the aggregate level (pg. 48).

Important Aspect C

In addition, the portion describing the “we” identity versus the “I” identity was a third important aspect. After defining that individualism is a quality often found to promote self over service, the authors define collectivism as “the broad tendencies of a culture in emphasizing the importance of the ‘we’ identity over the ‘I’ identity” (pg. 44-5). This is an important concept to grasp as it pertains to the underlying values of many aspects of our lives such as patriotism, parenting and prospective employment opportunities. To illustrate an example of each, the ideals of democrats, only-children and ladder-climbing employees seemingly align more closely with the “I” identity perspective. On the other hand, republicans, multi-sibling children and horizontally moving employees appear to have ideals that more closely align with the “we” identity perspective. Which is better or worse is solely dependant on your values – or, as we learn in this book, from the culture from which your value set is derived.


 

Requirement II: Aspects that Apply to Your Life –

Applicable Aspect A

I found the notion behind the section entitled “Sex Roles: Feminine-Masculine Value Pattern” to be the most applicable aspect to daily life in this chapter, specifically as it refers to the workplace. I have started a new job in my field this summer and have been struggling with the interpersonal office dynamics. Reading this section gave me a bright, shining “aha” moment accompanied by the divine glow of an angelic chorus. This is not an exaggeration, but rather further proof of the issue the authors are delineating. Issues are chalked up to “cultural differences” so much that the notion seems a bit watered down in the workplace and is, therefore, often left unattended to. Specifically, I was interested to find out that I exhibit a masculine value pattern as it pertains to the workplace. I, reportedly the pentacle of “girly,” was shocked to agree with this assessment upon digging deeper into the chapter. While I value norms and “achievements and tangible-based performance” in the workplace, my superiors at my new jobs exhibit feminine value patterns such as “work[ing] in order to live” and the importance of quality of work/life balance issues” (pg. 52). This is an extremely applicable concept to grasp in the workforce because neither value set is wrong, but that does not mean that is what your boss may think.

Applicable Aspect B

"Are Men Getting Handsomer?" inforgraphic illustrating the increased attention to self appearance men have gained in the last two years based on Haute Look's assessment of their purchasing habits.

A comedic illustration of gender roll fluidity.

Also within the section “Sex Roles: Feminine-Masculine Value Pattern,” I found the portion as it applies to the socialization process of gender roles applicable as well as interesting. Again, I had another “aha” moment and learned something else about myself that makes things finally click in the trials and tribulations of my dating life. While I will abbreviate the seemingly endless stories of dates gone awry, I now see one of the root problems: my expectations. The authors describe that in families identifying with the feminine value pattern, “boys and girls learn to be caring and concerned with both facts and feelings” while in families identifying with the masculine value pattern, “boys learn to be assertive, tough and ambiguous, but girls learn to be nurturing and relational-based” (pg. 51). My first application of this knowledge is to wonder which value pattern breeds better opposite-sex compatibility because I could imagine a case for both. Secondly, is cross-compatibility between the two value groups possible? And my third, and most important reaction, is to understand a huge societal issue girls in our culture face daily. We generally seem to want men who were raised to have a masculine value set and then suddenly switch to a more feminine value pattern when we date them. If this is even possible, it seems as unreasonable level of expectation to hold for men when we seem to believe too often that we should not have to reach out of our norms for any man. While I digress into language skirting stereotypical, it is not meant to be abrasive toward those attitudes, but rather to shed some light on a potentially self-defeating injustice that only the woman who are encouraging it can stop.


 

Requirement III: Unclear Aspect –

Unclear Aspect A

According to the authors, “cultural values are deposits of wisdom that are passed from one generation to the next” as well as “cultural blinders to alternative way of thinking, feeling, motivating and relating” (p. 52). They assert that this is because cultural values can serve as many useful functions as reinforcements of unhealthy habit of poor communication. I wonder how this intersects with revolution and trend change over time. I wish the authors would have divulged a bit more through the evidence of research findings and world or U.S. history examples about how this comes about and what patterns, if any, are involved in these instances. Can the human race, perhaps the most dangerous species of them all, really be so well analyzed as to be predictable?

"Buy Nothing Day" graphic with price tag and dollar sign

[Insert quote’s on Page 20 of Acting out Culture textbook…]

[Insert prompt —]

Make Your Own Rules:
Jesus is the Reason to Rethink the Season

Christmas package wrapped in red and green with text,

No two words incite emotion reminiscent of post-traumatic stress syndrome like “holiday shopping.” While giddy shoppers may enter Christmas-themed store aisles in July, those still immersed in the madness by November may not escape the “Scrooge Effect” that is sure to ensue.

To address both perspectives on holiday shopping, I am definitely a “rule breaker” versus a “rule maker.” A mediating Santa graphic appears in our textbook above the words, “Buy Nothing Christmas: Rethink the Season” (p. 21). While this is certainly the side of the argument with which I most identify, I assert the theme of this year’s holiday shopping season be the rewritten version I’ve created as follows:

“Jesus paid it all.
So, skip the mall
lest in debt you fall.”

I think this would be a healthy perspective to employee, but the slogan, Thank Jesus for being the reason for this ‘Buy Nothing Holiday Season’, would certainly not be nearly as catchy as advertisers would hope. Ironically, any company selling ‘Buy Nothing Holiday Season’ T-shirts or souvenirs would likely find success in a marketplace devoid of “holiday shopping.” Further, the concept is promotionally golden. Any company (especially churches and religious institutions) could create all kinds of free promotional items to giveaway in coordination with the premise while pushing out information, etc.

Knowing what each of us believes is vital to getting a glimpse at our ‘true selves’, the goal of a majority of college-adged students. Our textbook notes that “holiday shopping is as much a part of our beliefs as the holidays we’re shopping for” (p. 20). Upon first reading this statement, I vehemently disagreed because I thought it belittled the gravity of the reason each holiday is celebrated. However, after further contemplation, I see a great deal of truth in the statement. Expanding from an individualistic view, a company could fulfill an impressive amount of its corporate social responsibility (CSR) requirements by involving itself in this idealized remixed holiday season.

Front cover of book entitled, "The Bitch in the House"
Front cover of book entitled, "The Bitch in the House"

The Bitch in the House is the product of 26 woman’s account of the “truth about sex, solitude, work, motherhood and marriage.” Catherine Newton’s essay, “I Do. Not.” is housed in this collection.

My Thoughts on Catherine Newton’s essay. “I Do. Not.”

I think Newman chose to begin her essay, “I Do. Not.: Why I Won’t Marry,” with an iconic wedding reception scene to juxtapose her thoughts she puts forth in the remainder of the essay. This serves to illustrate the divide between her thoughts and the conflicting ones of society at large. It’s a relatable scene she paints as she prepares to discuss a possibly unrelatable, or more likely unpopular, message. While we, as readers, may not be able to mentally put ourselves in her position, we can certainly imagine ourselves in the familiar awkwardness of the picture she paints. We can feel the pressure being exerted by the “uncle or someone’s dad” and feel a human connection to Newton as she says she “cried as the bride kissed her parents at the alter” (p. 61). This allows the reader to be more receptive of her defenses because she’s enhanced the reader’s like ability for her. Further, Newton’s choice to set the stage as she does serves to show the final image she will ultimately leave the essay’s readers with – the “united front” of herself, Michael and their two-year-old son.

Newton worries that the conventional marriage models scripts her to be an “object” (p. 62). She equates the act of a wedding ceremony to “handing of a woman, like a baton” (p. 61). Again, making an obvious illustration to her distaste for this view of woman. Newton even capstones this ideal with the proclamation that “[she] will not be possessed” (p.64). She feels this is a less-than-advanced cultural result of an unchanging past. Citing that while women may not come with a technical cattle dowry anymore, Newton asserts that they still serves as pawns in men’s desire to concur and reign. She even poses in-laws as the modern-day equivalent of empires. In a world said to be so advanced and far-removed from its beginnings, she feels this culturally lingering mentality is wrong.

My experience with the “marriage paradigm” is a sensitive topic to discuss because it is so painfully relevant. I was once nearly engaged to a man of Egyptian descent. While he did not claim his multi-cultural heritage outright, his father still lived in his home country and demanded certain aspects of their culture be maintained. This did not seem to be a problem as his mother, a U.S. citizen, resided with him here in the States and reinforced values similar to that of my own. We were close friends for five years before we officially began dating, and during that time, I had paid close attention to the potential impact his multicultural background could have on our relationship. However, nothing could have prepared me for what I would encounter. We were on the cusp of engagement. He had asked my parents for my hand and acquired a rings as well as proposal plans. My fairytale was coming true. We went on a New Years’ cruise, which should have been the perfect time to make our future plans official. But, instead of ending the trip an engaged woman, I was a heart-broken girl, now single and confused to say the least. It has only been in recent weeks, I have come to discover that his family was the main part of the equation. Apparently his mother believed we were too young to marry for fear that I would end up suffering at the hand of Egyptian culture like she did with her husband. On the other hand, his father did not mind the age, but demanded that his son be completely finished with his schooling and prepared to offer me a life of prosperity. While I admire the intent, it was fueled by cultural constructs that led to our eventual split.

This reminds me of Newton’s concept of modern-day possession of woman. His mom was afraid of it happening, and his father would not allow him to wed until he could possess completely, with enough money to simply add a woman to it as a token.

Newton’s essay surprisingly enforced my vantage point, however. While the idea of “possession” seems appalling, I suppose I see it more like “fulfilled belonging” versus “ownership.” As long as I was not mistreated in the name of monogamy, I feel it is something I want in my life. It’s a cliche and likely improper to assert on the whole, but men are known to want to conquer and women were once seen as wanted to be needed and saved from herself and the perils of her life alone. While I don’t agree with the intensity of this, I do relate to the Disney Princess-esque quality about it.

My ex never treated my as property and, aside from my daddy, was the most respectful man to woman that I have even met. Even so, the “good” intent of my his family left the two of us torn apart against our will. It sounds dramatic, but that’s not my intent. Mostly, I find this to be a modern-day example of the evils that social scripts can create.

Sometimes I think Shakespeare was perhaps a bit lofty, but suddenly I see myself atop that balcony calling for life to be the way she thought it ought be. Maybe the great bard was simply presenting the feuding family to illustrate the nonsense that can all-too-easily come about when two cultures refuse to communicate without bias. Poor Juliet.

It’s hard to be a Capulet.

La Vita Che Vorrei - DVD case/cover of the main actors leaning in to kiss

La Vita Che Vorrei - Movie CoverEuropean film La Vita Che Vorrei is set in Rome and written in Italian. It was released Oct. 1, 2004, and competed in the 27th Moscow International Film Festival in 2005. The film stars Sandra Ceccarelli as its leading lady, Laura, and Luigi Lo Cascio as its leading man, Stefano. In the film, these two characters play actors. The film opens with an interview of Laura and cuts to her audition for the fictional film within this movie, La Vita Che Vorrei. In English, this translates to “The Life I Wish I Had,” according to Auburn University Italian professor Anna Chiafele. The most prominent sub-characters include the film’s director, Luca, and Laura’s initial love interest, Raffaele. Her romantic interests are quickly swayed as she is cast alongside Stefano in the film. Their onscreen passion becomes personal, and a tangled dynamic forms between Stefano, Laura and Raffaele. As an added twist, Raffaele is involved in the film industry and well-liked as such. This complicates Laura’s affair with Stefano as she tries to convince Raffaele that what he sees in rehearsals is not true. In the film the actors are shooting, Laura, a young, outgoing idealist aspiring to fame, plays a naive girl finding herself mixed in a web of disreputable acts as she seeks glory. Not coincidentally, Stefano, an established actor of prestige, plays a passionately jealous, self-righteous lover. Their lives begin to model that of their characters, and Laura becomes remorsefully disillusioned by the life she once thought she wanted. When she becomes pregnant with Raffaele’s baby, she must choose a new life for which to wish. Themes of false reality and a lost sense of self are recurrent throughout.

 

Director and screenplay writer Giuseppe Piccioni has created a multi-layered film fit for any audience of a mature age. Its depth provides a layer for a viewer in any stage or walk of life to relate to. I find it impressive that I, an English-speaking American, found myself relating to aspects of these Italian-speaking, European characters. This is the mark of brilliant writing and a profound understanding of the human psyche. I found myself taking breaks from reading the subtitles to appreciate the scenes so well-communicated through the actors. While its content was more graphic and explicit than expected from my cultural background, I found this to be a classic example of the typical American reaction to a foreign cinematic piece. Piccioni delicately and clearly parallels Laura and Stefano’s characters to that of the ones they are chosen to play in La Vita Che Vorrei. This type of character development and theme emphasis is once again employed in the relationship between the viewer and the film itself. Because both the actual film and the fictional one within it both have the same name, this provides an immediate illustration of the movie’s message. The fictional film is about the loss of one’s identity in his/her search for fame, or ironically, the ideal of exploiting an identity now lost. The actual film has the same theme as Laura’s intentions go awry, and she loses herself searching for what she thought she wanted the most. Without her true identity at heart, she cannot know what she truly wants or justify how she’s ended up in the mess in which she finds herself. The third theme reiteration by use of parallel appears from the vantage point of the viewer watching a movie entitled La Vita Che Vorrei (“The Life I Wish I Had”). While watching what appears to be a luxurious life to desire, suddenly the viewer finds the idea distasteful as the plot unfolds, ultimately leaving him or her sure of at least one single thing as the credits roll: the life they wish to never have.

 

I would recommend this to my peers as well as any adult transitioning into a different phase of life. We, as college upperclassmen, are preparing to exit the world of academia and enter the one of the professional workforce. I graduate in December – just six months away. In some way I’m feeling all the things that the characters in this film do as they try to decide what they really what and the extends to which they will go to get it. That’s why this film can speak to so many people of all different ages, languages and cultures. When you explore the frustrations and decisions our humanity presents to us on a daily basis, you touch the heart of mankind.



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Tradition scene from "Fiddler on the Roof"

Time for Bed

Favorite Childhood Traditions: 2 of Mine

Like many children, one of my favorite parts of the day when I was growing up was bedtime story time. Aside from Dr. Seuss’ The Foot Book, the story I begged and begged my mom to read me was unoriginally titled Time for Bed written by Mem Fox. While this could be deemed a tradition in and of itself, in this case it serves as the base story of my one of my favorite family traditions. The book opens with, “Day is done. Darkness is falling everywhere, and little ones are getting sleepy” and continues with rhyming spotlights of different animal groups tucking their babies in to sleep. Repeatedly, a mother sheep says, “Go to sleep little sheep, little sheep. The whole wide world is going to sleep.” Somehow this line stuck with me, and my mom never missed a night of reciting it to me. Don’t believe me? Peruse the last text message I, a senior in college, received from her last night. During a visit home a few years ago, my mom kissed me goodnight and, like always, said, “goodnight little sheep, little sheep.” Now, here’s the link to my favorite family tradition. In search of a response, somehow a completely nonsensical one came to mind: “Goodnight, Mama Llama.” And like I said…it stuck. Some call it Mother’s Day, but at my house, it’s Mama Llama Day. How would I explain that to a visitor from another culture? Well, I guess I’d be making a stop by the local bookstore to pick up a copy of Time for Bed in their native language. Nothing explains a family tradition like bedtime story time.

My second favorite tradition is another family-related holiday staple. Each Thanksgiving, as we sit down to dinner, there is always a little ribbon-bound piece of cloth containing a random number of candy corn. We go around the table using the candy corn to represent that which we are thankful for. While it may seems easier to get fewer and bundle your thanks, it’s actually never as easy as it seems. Perhaps this was my first lesson in brevity. If so, it backfired. Instead, I learned how to compound even the seemingly most unrelated topics into one candy corn. In fact, I was the first to divide my candy corn into the three colors to assign it three items of thanks versus just one. I can understand that this concept would seem odd or even absurd to an individual from another culture, but hey, this girl’s got a lot to be thankful for. An explanation would certainly require a thorough history lesson on the foundations of the American Thanksgiving celebration. Plus a few delicious candy corn candies, of course.

Caffeine for the Creative Mind - book cover

W
ho are creatives? Simply put? Anyone who creates.
Build any buildings lately? Mother any children? How about write a grief-stricken piece of satire or illustrate calamity through the lens of a photojournalist eye? When’s the last time you spoke words of hope into a life drained of any? Put a smile on someone’s world-stained face today?
If you can’t answer yes to at least one of these questions, please stop reading this blog right now. Get up, and go build a building or something. Better yet…whip out our phone and text your sister good luck on the test she has today or you mom to report the latest countdown of days till you’ll be visiting. Did you do it? Good. I can assure you that you’re now responsible for a face devoid of pain in the way only a smile can achieve. You, my friend, are a creator.
[ig_pullleft colour=”light-gray” text=”Ideas are the real currency in our business. Without a good ides, all the artistic proficiency in the world is just window dressing. -Mike Dietz, Slappy Pictures Illustrator. Animator. Realist.”] Those who simply imagine drive our world forward with a momentum unique to the dreamers’ ideology. This is vital to substantiating the creative’s mission.  While imagineers pave a simulated road to every corner of the universe, the creative maintains an undying spark of innovation fueled more by tenacity than necessity. While she may often be credited as mothering invention, necessity should be a state more fiercely sought after. A creator thrives on implementing that which had not previously existed. They feed on the fuel of opportunity only emitted from streets beyond the zoning region of one’s comfort. What is is never as energizing as what it could be turned into. Thus, set the stage for a production crewed by those who brought you the Steve Jobs iOS magic of Apple’s iPhone and the Chris Davis miraculous brand of the one-SECond Iron Bowl game-changer. A touchdown winning Auburn University its sweet victory over rival University of Alabama was heard ’round the world in 2013, but will forever live in the hands of creatives continually striving to produce content worthy of that unmatched moment of victory and ineffable resilience of an underdog.

[ig_alertbox icon=”music” colour=”light-gray” custom_colour=””]You may say I’m a dreamer. An imagineer. A creative.

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Consider this: how much energy is required to run the creative’s mind? The electrical current equivalent would surely put New York City to shame. A creative mind is truly the one that never sleeps. While the earth may be green with reused, recycled resources, how do you sustain the exorbitant amount of energy needed to fuel creatives? I’ll spare you from an endless rant of illustrative personal anecdotes and allow the authors of the book that inspired this blog series to address their solution.

Caffeine for the Creative Mind - book coverHow do you get better at idea generation? Simply put, you train for it. If you were going to run a marathon in two months, you would prepare , wouldn’t you? You would train for that event; you would set a schedule of activities that would prepare your body for what would be asked of it on that day, because you knew that day would arrive. But what if you had to prepare for a marathon, but you didn’t know what day it would start? All you knew was that it was coming. It could be any day. You would probably prepare your body everyday for the chance that it might be the next day. Preparing our bodies to endure physical activity is just like preparing our minds for creative activity. Yet, we often don’t take steps to effectively train for idea generation. What would happen if we didn’t train for that any-day marathon? What if we just went about our regular business every day, wolfing down burritos like they were endangered, and when the day came, we straddled up to the starting line and started running. That’s right… pulled hammy. Maybe two. Sometimes even three, and we only HAVE two. that’s how bad it would be.

– Stefan Mumaw & Wendy Lee Oldfield introduce their co-authored book, Caffeine for the Creative Mind, p17

In an industry where its practitioners run the everyday marathon of ingenuity,

join me as I condition my brain to produce constant creative output on demand with Mumaw and Oldfield’s Caffeine for the Creative Mind.



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Discussion 1 (Ch1)
Mar 8, 2013

Let’s focus this discussion on the section in our textbook entitled “Enhancing Intercultural Relationship Satisfaction” (pp. 11-13).

Can you give any examples of when culture became a factor in a friendship or romantic relationship? How would learning about the other’s culture ahead of time have helped your relationship? What differences, obstacles, and/or challenges might you expect to encounter in an intercultural relationship or marriage? What rewards?


This topic hits so close to home that it feels nearly impossible to articulate. In fact, I’ve been sitting here for quite some time abusing my keyboard’s delete key with overuse. Why? My example of culture as a factor in relationships is a dear friend…who also happens to be my (almost) ex-fiance. Let’s call him “T.”

T and I met when I was just just 14 years old. His family on his father’s side is of Egyptian origin – as in, his father and brother still live there running business. His mother and her parents live here in the States, however, and they’re the epitome of “All-American.” As for T, he looks 100 percent American (light skin, blond hair), has no accent, speaks perfect English and has grown up with the U.S. culture being poured into him. I give this description to illustrate how similar I thought we were culturally when examining purely surface-level attributes.

Our friends celebrated our friendship’s evolution into a dating relationship, and we heard the word “finally” more times than either of us could count. [Fast forward…] Some time passed and, before I knew it, things were getting very serious. I’ll never forget the day he handed me a jewelry catalog saying, “pick out a ring,” or the accidental reference his grandmother made to a honeymoon when he surprised me with a cruise for Christmas.

Everything seemed to be unfolding perfectly – just as my 5-year-old self had imagined. I was in so deep that it didn’t really seem like that big of a deal when his family started blaming me for his weight gain. I didn’t notice that he equated financial contribution with ownership. Even when his father visited from Egypt and seemingly demanded that I styled myself according to his standards, I didn’t think anything of it. After all, Prince Charming never fails, right?

Wrong.

Culture is much more deeply routed in an individual then we give credit. It’s similar to Auburn’s reaction to our poisoned Toomer’s Oaks; the surface is easy to change compared to the massive roots instilling tradition and pride in our “War Eagle culture.”

In the same way, I failed to understand this with T. If I had understood the signs and warnings I was seeing, I could’ve saved myself a lot of heartache. While there are certainly many, many exceptions, it isn’t a secret that the prevalent Middle Eastern view on woman can be less then desirable in our Western World minds. Learning about the modern, real-world implications of this ahead of time would have helped the relationship.

Being a public relations major, I was immediately drawn to the rewards of the intercultural relationship in that I was fascinated by the communication differences particularly in his non-verbal cues. As a practitioner in the communication’s industry, this is vividly intriguing and informative. As a girlfriend, it’s confusing, hurtful and takes that special person to handle well.

Unfortunately, that person was not me.

More often than I’d like to admit, I still think about what could have been – the life I could’ve been leading now. While it was easy to enjoy his doting nature and chasing spirit, I’ve come to realize that maybe we should take a cue from nature. While a cheetah looks majestic chasing gazelle, they aren’t nearly as appealing when they’ve finished their hunt and begin to enjoy their ‘earned’ prey.

Needless to say, I’m happy not to be feeling this way anymore.

Poor gazelle.

 


 

Personally, I think that would be one of the most difficult things about that situation – not being able to communicate with those closest to you in your native language. Maybe this is the public relations communicator in me, but I feel nearly frozen when I attempt to speak to someone without the full use of the English language. I’ve been studying Italian for the past two semesters. If you were to tell me that I was going to suddenly live there, I’d feel completely incompetent at communicating efficiently (a point I pride myself on in the public relations/communications industry we’re in).

Wow, thinking about this makes me see the study of international PR more clearly. I have such respect for the people willing to take on such a difficult task and attempt not only to communicate clearly, but also solve crises in foreign surroundings.


 

This is such a great example, Heather! I can’t imagine what the 11-year-old you must have thought walking the halls of your school in Enterprise hearing the chatter of students who sounded so much different than you were used to.

When I transferred here to Auburn, I had a similar experience – except in reverse. I grew up near the Kennedy Space Center in Melbourne, Fla. just an hour southeast of Disney World. Because of all the tourists, “snow birds” and retirees the area attracts, “diverse” doesn’t even begin to describe the people I was surrounded with on a daily basis. On top of that, I went to the University of South Florida in Tampa prior to transferring to AU. Tampa is the fifth largest metropolitan city in the nation. There were approximately six movie theaters within a 30-minute drive from my apartment, the streets were always so bright with lights that night never came and my half-mile drive to campus took 45 minutes. The grocery stores were all open 24/7, and the cashiers didn’t know my name. I liked it that way.

Enter Auburn, and as you said, talk about culture shock.

When I walk the concourse of this campus, all the girls look the same and the guys can usually be divided into only two categories (Greek and, well, non-Greek). Never in my life have I seen such little diversity. I’m not opposed to it, but not used to it.

After I finish writing this, I have to run some errands. It’s likely that I’ll see someone I know on every aisle of every store and have follow-up conversations with each cashier from our chat last week. It’ll be nearly dark when I drive home this evening, but thankfully the new car dealership at the intersection of South College and Longleaf Drive will provide at least a hint of dim light by which to navigate the nearly empty streets commonly referred to around here as “traffic.” It’s really all so…quaint.


Of course I write this mostly in jest. This is a beautiful city full of some of the most precious people I’ve ever met. It’s truly great to be an Auburn Tiger, and I love this town….especially now that when a friend wants to see a movie, I get to ask, “Which theater?”