Fox, it just doesn’t stop.
Every time you leave the door, your child - the helpless little thing that you obsess about taking care of is touched, talked at, prodded, and grabbed away from you by people you don’t know. Back in our respective countries, babies get this sort of attention, but it’s no where near the scale it is here - honestly, it’s not even close. If this were, say, once every three or four trips outside, it would be one thing - it simply isn’t. Depending on the age and whatever qualities people ascribe to “cuteness” it posesses, it can get overwhelming.
I think people react to foreign and mixed children here the same way that westerners might react to someone walking around with holding a baby koala - your first impulse is to touch it. I wouldn’t think if I saw one, I’d just reach over and grab that little sucker. It’s not in any way ill-intentioned, and most of us here understand that. If the person holding said ball of cuteness appeared hostile and told me not to touch it, my immediate reaction would be slightly hostile disappointment before logic kicks in and calms me down. It would be the first time I got to hold a koala, but from the koala’s point of view, it would be maybe the tenth such encounter that day.
The koala’s keeper would most likely react pretty strongly too - he or she just wants to go about their business buying eucalyptus leaves or whatever they went out to accomplish - raising koalas can be damned tiring work, and they most likely aren’t as fesh, relaxed, or diplomatic as they would like to be. Suddenly they have to work crowd control, all the while worrying about issues like language barriers, objectification, safety, and controlling the environment for their koala (keepers spend a lot of time obsessing over this one, for better or worse).
Over time, the combination of attention and maybe even the koala’s ability to perceive stress from its keeper can affect its behavior. Some koalas come to expect this attention, even demanding it when they go out and don’t receive it. Some koalas begin reacting negatively, withdrawing, crying out or even biting at the people who are trying to simply love them because they’re so cute that they can’t help themselves. This plays on the keepers’ minds something awful. They may be trying to provide what they think is the best possible environment for the koala to feel comfortable and as much like any other small furry animal they see. The koala had no control over being born as stunningly appealing as it is, but here it is anyway- glorious, furry and cute…
Dang, I can’t resist the urge to touch that koala. What’s the keeper’s big deal? Just let me hold the koala, don’t get all huffy about it. I don’t mean it to be a hostile act, I just want to hold that koala. I want to gush over it and walk away. I don’t know, or I’m not sure I even care about what my harmless cradling does to the koala when I’m gone, and I certainly don’t give a rip what its keeper thinks. I mean, what’s the big deal? just let me hold it for a minute, would you? Sheesh!
That’s how I see it, at least.