tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22366945.post2598224227854311523..comments2023-10-20T12:02:07.124-04:00Comments on A New Flower Blooms: Where is she from?abebechhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05827016743055256735noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22366945.post-53743372926867232762006-12-16T19:14:00.000-05:002006-12-16T19:14:00.000-05:00As usual, good and thought-provoking post. Kim-ki...As usual, good and thought-provoking post. Kim-kim, your response is great! How about "Whose are you?"<br /><br /><br />eAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22366945.post-70541110409800246552006-12-16T16:15:00.000-05:002006-12-16T16:15:00.000-05:00Somehow I can just tell, when people ask me "Where...Somehow I can just tell, when people ask me "Where are you from?" if they are friendly and curious, or if they have pre-conceived expectations. For the former, I'm happy to say Saint John, where I live, and may continue the discussion of my origins. But somehow, there are those who I just don't want to tell anything about my personal background, bc it feels like it's getting sorted into a cliche. On those occasions, I delight in responding to every muddled question truthfully and breaking up their stereotypes. It's a small thing to become irritated about (especially at 33 yrs of age), and I know that playing with people's expectations can be mean. At the same time, if their experiences about what is possible, and what is 'normal' regarding identity, language, nationality, ethnicity and culture don’t evolve, then they won't change their stereotypes. Sometimes I feel like a walking billboard.Nerinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09404960640608922054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22366945.post-21916642446664202062006-12-16T06:19:00.000-05:002006-12-16T06:19:00.000-05:00"she's very much mine thank you" "are you yours?" ..."she's very much mine thank you" "are you yours?" <br /><br />I guess I'll just put that huge tip back in my purse then....Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com