At a recent faculty event, I met a new colleague who immediately made me suspect that she was one of “us.” Her English was flawless but she had such a big presence that she seemed to occupy the whole room.
She asked the presenter dozens of questions, never looked or sounded apologetic, didn’t make her affirmative statements sound like questions, never faded away by the end of the sentences, and behaved as if the whole event existed to serve her purposes. She was loud, oblivious, and occupied half of the table with her stuff. In short,
I couldn’t get rid of the insistent suspicion that she just had to be one of us even though her name sounded anything but familiar. And then I met her again today and discovered that she is Mongolian and got her education in Novosibirsk.
My cultural radar is infallible.
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I think I would recognise one of mine if they expressed solidarity in a time of difficulty, and perhaps increased their mutuality the more pressing the circumstances were becoming.
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