Culture Clash

Perhaps one of the most interesting experiences I have had while being in St Andrews is the strong, often negative, reactions to my being an American student. While I am not naive enough to think that the entire world loves the United States and all its inhabitants, the fact that I have encountered so much negativity is both discouraging and disappointing. Often, my peers are fond of pinning the misdeeds of my nation on my shoulders, forgetting the fact that I am an innocent eighteen-year-old girl. Are we not all here for the same purpose?

However, no matter where we hail from, I think that all the international students deserve some respect and applause for their decision to come to the University of St Andrews, regardless of how long their stay is. Moving away from home to begin university is a huge step in the life of any young adult, yet adding the international factor makes the experience all the more daunting. It saddens me that some of my peers choose to speak so negatively of the American student population, without realizing the fact that many of us are here for the experience of studying abroad, learning about a new culture, and perhaps satisfying life long dreams to see such a beautiful country. How discouraging would it be for someone to essentially tell you to go home after you have waited your whole life to visit their amazing country? It is a saddening occurrence to say the least.

Finally, while I do not expect to be free from the many stereotypes that follow the American students, the way a lot of the other students go about expressing them is disheartening. I have been met with many questions that are inappropriate in their direct support of outdated, often rather rude, stereotypes. When I do not adhere to one, another is quickly put in its place, as if I cannot exist without some negative qualifier that confirms another’s suspicions about American lifestyles. Whatever I seem to say about my home, my upbringing, or my family, I am met with ridicule, which just altogether makes me uncomfortable.

Though I have made many friends here, many of whom hail from such diverse backgrounds, it simply disappoints me that I have met so much negativity simply for my national identity. I am in no way saying that that Americans do not subscribe to similar ideologies about other cultures. However, university is a place full of international students, a safe haven for scholars pursuing their dreams and discovering themselves. Personally, I find the European way of life appealing, and I have fallen madly in love with Scotland, so much so that I do not want to leave once my student visa runs out. All walks of life should be tolerated, and view points expanded while at university.

Originally written 6 October 2012

First Day Jitters

Fifteen years ago, I marched off to my first day of preschool, excited for the opportunity to, at last,  attend school. Today I will be embarking on my first day of university, and I am both nervous and excited.

My classes sound rather interesting, like Mind and Reality, yet I am not sure what to expect. In high school, I managed to graduate with high honors, despite never “studying” the material, as well as reading for pleasure while the teacher taught a lesson. While my primary education did not feel challenging, I feel as though I am not prepared for higher education, that the lectures will be over my head, and that I will be lost in the mire of coursework.

While I do not know what to expect, I hope that my time here at St Andrews will be so much more rewarding than any American university, simply due to the fact that I will be learning things more catered to my interests and what I wish to pursue later in life.

I leave my dorm today with an open mind, ready to fill in the blank page of this new life.

Originally written 17 September 2012

Settling In

Bustling about from place to place for the past few days, it seems as though I can never get a moment to simply sit. I’ve had such a relaxing summer that the pace of settling in to St Andrews seems frenetic.

Though I have just arrived, it has definitely been a learning experience. I’m having a bit of trouble making friends, since I tend to be on the shy side. Usually, I do not march up to people with a forward introduction. I know everyone is in the same position, not knowing anyone, but I find it difficult to simply reverse a personality trait so intrinsic to myself.

It seems so intimidating that everyone already has these groups of friends, walking around in packs, whereas I’m just wandering about all by lonesome. I am going to try to go to a few of the club meet-and-greets, simply to try and meet people with similar interests as me.

All in all, move in was alright. I am perhaps just overwhelmed, yet I’m hoping once teaching begins, I can actually settle into a routine and meet people with similar interests so I’ll feel more comfortable.

Originally written 10 September 2012

Be Brave

On the ninth of June 2012, I graduated high school.

It is a surreal experience, being a high school graduate. I have spent my entire life only knowing my small hometown, yet I now find myself upon the threshold of this immense, foreign reality. I have not yet realized that I shall never again wander into Mr. O’Dowd’s English class or patiently wait for the gun to fire for my next cross country race. I keep holding my diploma like a delicate butterfly, afraid that at the slightest movement it will flutter away, all a dream.

However, I am eager for this new beginning. The thought of moving to Scotland this September excites and delights me, and I wish for the hour of my departure to arrive. Most of my peers grow nervous at the thought of moving but two hours from their homes, seeing only twenty friends on campus as opposed to two hundred. As for me, I’m boarding a plane for a wild land with a wholly new culture.

For all of us starting something new this autumn, we must be brave.

Originally written 10 June 2012