being a tourist
March 31st, 2006 by jazwent to yoga last night.
deeply in love with yoga and Atma Yoga.
tanya and i sat with two other girls at dinner after our wonderful yoga class and started chatting. one of the girls asked tanya what she did for living; naturally she seemed to be quite impressed with what tanya was doing with her project and etc. it was all good and smooth until the girl turned to me and asked,
“so, are you just on a holiday here?”
tanya and i looked at each other. i smiled. so did she.
nearly two of seven australians are foreign-born; the asian population makes up about 6% of the entire australian population. but looks can be deceiving. of course. my yellow skin (or golden, some like to call it) still says something about me that i’m not aware of. something beyond me. something almost intrinsic. something of which i can’t decide the importance.
the truth is, i didn’t mind. i wasn’t offended. i didn’t feel upset. i was just surprised. that’s all. unfortunately the girl seemed to be rather embarrassed. i missed the chance to make a joke to quickly move on. split second. such an awkward situation. i couldn’t say or do anything about that other than smiling. she made a comment about how good my english was, and we moved on happily. i should’ve been more aware. and i should’ve been quicker and smarter to handle the situation before she felt embarrassed.
i went to govinda’s for lunch with lovely oksana today. and one of the things we talked about was how i felt when i went to korea a few months ago. i told her that i’d learned a lot about my own culture, and how my experiences had led me to re-examine myself as a korean-born, half-australian-grown female. i find asia so exciting. i may not know much about my own culture but i’m an asian, and i feel so lucky that i’m “naturally” given a chance to be a part of such a wonderfully exciting culture. but i do remember the time when i used to hate my asian identity. being harrassed and abused for my own body made me feel helpless and angry. i don’t feel that way at all now, but sadly, there are so many people still threatened and suffering from racism occurring both externally and internally of each individual.
a whlie ago i had a conversation with brendan and robbie over some seriously “hey-i-am-a-block-of-chocolate” type of italian hot chocolate. brendan wondered if austarlia would ever get to have an asian prime minister, to which robbie replied, “possibly. but after you guys have a female prime minister. before that, you can think of it as an impossibility. first, it’ll be be the gender barrier, then the racial.” i’m not sure why, but i concur.
money. education. race. sexuality.
poor uneducated non-caucasian queer women.
who’s the object? who’s the subject?
tourists are never busy.
