It is easy to get caught up in all the differences and oddities you are likely to encounter when you move to a new culture. What I hadn't given a thought to were all the similarities that I would find. Steven Pinker talks about the fact that in all cultures people tell stories, recite peotry, sing, dance, decorate surfaces and perform rituals but isn't it the differences in the stories and the rituals that people generally find interesting in other cultures?
What I'm talking about are the things that appear to be all but identical. I'm not surprised that young men love football and drink as much beer as they can afford but it's easy to forget, when people appear engrossed in a daily struggle to survive and bring up children, that there is always time for gossip for example. The old women standing beside the road may have no shoes and smoke long wooden pipes but if you eavesdropped I'm absolutely sure you would hear the same conversation that could be heard the world over about who doesn't keep their house clean and who's husband has run off with a younger model.
The way women look after their children also seems so similar to me. The absolute amount of money floating around might be different but children still nag for a few cents for sweets and mothers still seem to resist for a while but eventually give way for 'a bit of peace and quiet'. Flirting is another thing. A bit of harmless flirting with slightly older nurses seems to get you just as far on the wards here as it does in the UK.
Tuesday 3 June 2008
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