Care to share an opinion?
China snuck up on my like a ninja. Months past by before I extracted redeeming value out of my cultural immersion, or really noticed anything of importance about the difference between Chinese and American culture. All my focus was on my western friends and partying. This is an easy thing to distract yourself with in foreign countries, but China in particular.
With it’s reserved culture and extremely difficult language, expats and study abroad students, like myself, who have never previously spoken a word of Chinese will inevitably be sucked into the foreigner scene in Shanghai as opposed to the world of the locals, and maybe that’s not a bad thing. If you are looking for excitement and adventure, Chinese culture will not embrace your western needs. Chances are a local Chinese friend will not be game for the kind of activities you have your mind set on, and will be slightly awkward and judgmental of your crazy idea’s of what a good time embodies. The Chinese as a culture, are a bashful and accepting bunch that tend to be viewed as wallflowers by us westerners abroad, because of the differences in culture.
For me, I like to see an assertive person, someone who steps up to the plate to speak his or her mind, passionately perhaps. I have found a few of these colorful characters that I’m sure I will be lifelong friends with after this experience ends; none of them are from China. In order to understand why, I will go into detail on the Chinese demeanor and the one word that embodies it, subtle.
For a few thousand years China has been a unique empire, comprised of ideologies and values that differ from western ones. Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism were religions supported by the state throughout China’s history. Their teachings preached moderation, acceptance, and subtlety as the way to a peaceful existence. To try and avoid conflict in an empire the size of China, the state required that citizens obeyed the emperor, for things to go smoothly. Basically, the less resistance the better. These philosophies achieved that. The Chinese people were generally a content bunch. Content to not speak their minds without being prompted, and content to skirt around issues. For them it meant not affecting the bigger picture negatively, but still fulfilling their roles in society. They were essentially little worker bees, and because of this the China of today is known for its labor. Manufacturing in labor-intensive industries coincides perfectly with Chinese thought. This is not a bad thing, and doesn’t mean that this will always be the case, it just is.
In a way this makes life much easier, when people aren’t butting heads but subtly implying things in a way that might or might not get across. But in cases when Westerners and Chinese people hang out in large groups the Chinese inevitably become road kill to sarcasm, pointed humor, and blatant opinions. The Chinese would much prefer to talk around answers as opposed to stating their opinions outright, so as not to cause a stir amongst friends.
The root of this desire to conform is implemented at an early age in Chinese culture when children go to school. At elementary schools, in military like formations they will do their mornings exercises and then proceed to sit down and copy, memorize, copy, memorize. There is no part of their lives that fosters the inner artist of inventor just routine after routine. I will not even attempt to address the government’s role in stripping the people of individualism though censorship, government regulation of business, and the people’s freedom to maneuver between industries and formulate dreams and goals, because it is too massive an influencing factor. The one way the Chinese do express themselves is their animated attire and bizarre media. Their obsession with little stuffed animals and childlike bubbliness is their main attribute in many cases. Throwing up double peace signs in every photo taken seems to be a key example of this. The combination of giggly girlyness, and an inability to function in an open forum of people, is a little off-putting to me, enough so that making friends in China has proven a daunting task.
Another trait that makes it difficult to bond with the English-speaking Chinese is their ability to slaughter Latin languages with their thick accents and bizarre word order. The same I’m sure can be said for most westerners attempting to learn Mandarin. Yesterday I heard a classic from our program director, a man who seldom makes many errors in the English language, translating for our Chinese zoo tour guide.
“She says, Cheetah is very unusual creature part feline and part canine, and has hands like birds.”
This obviously can’t be accurate, but this is what happens even during classes and tours, the relaying of unintentionally fallacy ridden information, which cannot be blamed on anyone when our Chinese English “speaking” professors/tour guides are obviously working their butts off to even make a sentence.
This might be very harsh on China, but take in mind this was written from the perspective of a young rash American who likes to take chances and speak her mind, and is not culture sensitive in many ways. Although this is the case, I am having a blast and coming to new realizations every day about what makes China, China. Racism implies that I would typecast every Chinese person as the previous description, I do not. This is just an underlying pattern I’ve observed, and cared enough to share. I have met many dynamic Chinese people; many of whom have been exposed to western culture but still hold themselves with the same withheld elegance their culture bestows them with. I still hope to make Chinese friends before I leave and learn more about cultural ties and separations.


