So, after a difficult moment in an important but baffeling meeting the other day, one of my sweet co-workers shared some thoughts with me.
In the meeting, my collegues were trying to say one thing, but saying the opposite thing. They were saying the opposite thing in fluent English, so it took me ages to “get it” that they meant something else entirely. People started to steam, accuse me of not paying attention, and laugh in embarrassment as the boss began to lose paitience with all of us.
Now–get this, please–the only thing I actually did WRONG here was to assume that the words they were speaking were actually the words they meant. I know. I KNOW. I’ve lived here long enough to know better than to make such a stupid mistake.
I was a lot off center in the first place because I’d been told that the meeting was going to be about one thing and it turned out to be about something else entirely, but whatever.
So, ANYways, my sweet co-worker told me the other day that lots of foreigners learn Chinese, and if I learned more Chinese I’d understand everything that was happening all the time and we wouldn’t have any of these kinds of problems any more.
Now, I already speak a LOT more Chinese than any other foreigner they’ve hired before and they really, REALLY like this. It makes all the difference in the world to them. No matter how many times I ask them, when they’re working with me in class, to give the kids a chance to process for a moment, then respond, before they translate, they do it anyway. The more I speak Chinese in class, the less they have to say. It DOES NOT register that the kids are getting the information and doing whatever is asked of them through Chinese. The goal is English, and as long as I’ve also spoken English, they think the kids are getting it. Whatever.
Another problem is that I understand more Chinese than I can speak and they make the huge mistake of believing that just because I can understand SOME of what they’re saying I should be able to keep up with them.
But that’s NOT ALL. No, WAIT! There’s more. I’m welcome to join them, in fact, to become a Taiwanese! I can be just like them, I can be ONE of them! Then there would be no problems with culture, either! I could always fit in and they wouldn’t feel so worried about if I’m satisfied or not, or how I might be thinking!
Damn it all the Freaking 'ell!
They don’t actually WANT a foreign teacher. They want Taiwanese who happens to LOOK and SOUND just like a foreigner!!
DOH!!!
As God as my witness, that shit always drives me NUTS!!!
Thanks for listening.