“It is one thing to mortify curiosity, another to conquer it.” Robert Louis Stevenson “Curiosity is one of the forms of feminine bravery.” Victor Hugo
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Today, since it is such an interesting topic, I used two quotes, are you curious? Now, I’m gonna throw a stereotype, black people usually say, in a scary movie, it’s the black guy that gets killed first. The white guy gets curious and goes to investigate the mysterious sound, the Spanish guy hesitates but goes, the black guy says “I’m getting the hell outta here.” And still dies! 😦
I will say in Asia, I’ve seen curiosity on 10 different levels. We got the physical curiosity, the challenge curiosity, the scared of the unknown but still want to see curiosity, the friendly curiosity, and the romantic curiosity. We will explain these 5 out of 10 curiosities in this first segment. I do want to say first, these curiosities are based on my experiences, I can’t speak for everyone….buttt………I can confidently say the majority. So, are you curious yet?
Level 1: the easiest form, of curiosity the…..”SCARED OF THE UNKNOWN.”
This one makes me laugh the most, there’s times when I can stand in front of a train door as a black person, and people will divide like “a river around a rock,” (kidding but not kidding), or better yet, the initial shock people get when they turn around and jump, I’m like, yo! I’m chillen. Or you get the “WHOA, WHA! combination” (I’ve lived in a Shanghai for 25 years and it’s my first time to see a black person) – internal thought of a young Chinese person. Level 2: Challenge curiosity. “I hear black people are good at all sports,”
I ease dropped a conversation….benefits of speaking the language……so I said, yeah, let’s go play some badminton. And what started off friendly, little hits, turned into us slamming the shuttlecock and breaking 3 birdies. But it’s okay…..hope I showed some promise. Basketball on the other hand, deserves a pretty big lol, I’m pretty bad. Well I’m not great ya know, longtime no play sorta thing, god forbid I accompanied some friends to the basketball court. I even balled in a suit. They don’t know all the calls in English but they do know FOUL…..I figured they knew street ball. Level 3 get up there:
Physical curiosity. This one, .这个(this)…..이게(this)…….これ(this)…..is probably a level that’s gets under the skin of most foreigners. I mean..getting poked, pulled, yanked, groped, probably licked lol. People wanna touch your hair…..they poked my curls and said why is it curly? Stared at my lips, and said whys it so big (Pun), and don’t try to get a haircut. I recall a time on the subway, some brave middle school kid, poked me, I gave him the (WTH) u doing look, he said, “excuse me, can I touch you,” since he had the balls to ask that, I said uh, have fun. And what I thought was a poke, was a swipe, he wanted to see if my color came off lmfao, little kid. I was literally so shocked, I started laughing, (wanted to give a gut shot) but just some advice. : foreigners can’t fight in Asia, sure way to get jumped by nationalists, and get famous after the beating. Level 4 almost done: the friendly curiosity. This one is cute 可爱啊(cute)～and less threatening.
This one, in a typical scenario, they run up to you and ask, to practice English, or better yet, to chat with you about anything and nothing. Many times, especially at my friends school (her school…pure Chinese, not one, none, zip, zero foreigners. (Not even in the vicinity!) every time we arrived people always wanted to make friends, they would ask, “can I have your wechat,” do you have “QQ?!,” or MoMo? This one, I don’t mind, just that, they don’t do much small talk…I just met you, “we’re friends” I don’t know your name “give me an English name (true scenario), I named her Rachel, don’t know why, sounded good at the same “shrugging shoulders.” Last Level, the sweet level 5: This one, is inevitable for any single, sometimes un-single overseas student, or worker. The romantic curiosity. So in China, Many, I mean, MANY, Chinese only know foreigners from movies and dramas. (All American girls are sexy, all guys are romantic and rich) from a girls perspective, from the guys perspective (the girls are easy I want one, the American guys are well endowed).
I’m gonna tell you the funniest experience I had in China. Well two in fact.
First one, our group went to Hangzhou for an excursion, we went rafting. After we went back to the locker room to change, the Chinese guys (naked) were playing with each other spanking with wet towels, once we 3 foreigners with the black guy in the middle, me, walked in, the curious eyes dropped straight to our shorts. Like god damn, we changed in the toilet booths lol.
Story number 2, my second time in China. There is a phrase on foreign forums, which is “don’t marry the first girl who helps you order water,” this means don’t fall in love, or lust, with the first girl who shows you kindness. Well, I didn’t fall in love, but…..(fast forward) after 2 months of romance, then break-up, she dumped me ;( she had the nerve to turn stalker mean, because I got over her? Hacked my freaking QQ…..yeah…..careful of this type of curiosity. (Not her)
Are you curiosity how I will end it? Curiosity in Asia is a funny, weird, and strange thing that I can’t wrap my head around. I chalk all these things up to lack of exposure and Hollywood. But if you look at it in a different light, it’s cute and funny as H. E. Double hockey sticks(Hell). I would say though, it’s never felt racist to me. I see it as, I’m the ambassador and celebrity at that particular moment, at least until the next curious branded foreigner gets off the plane….,
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Be curious, not judgmental~