Colonial Cross-Over
Along with this beehive of nationalities, you need to get the context of everyone's humor and cultural attitude. Sounds easy and it usually is. This morning's event at a teacher workshop was just the opposite. This workshop included myself (an Australian), a Canadian, an American, a Brit and a South African. None of us really knew each other so we were just talking about where we are from. I mentioned to the white South African guy, "South Africans really are a mixed bag of people and accents."
He replied: "So am I. I am not a South African."
I laughed thinking it was all a joke. I imagined myself saying I am not Australian. Things couldn't be further from the truth, especially when I think of my Outback roots.
"So what are you," I asked mockingly.
"I am a colonial South African," he answered, nose slowly tilting up.
"What's that mean," I questioned between laughter.
"That means my grandfather is from England," he boasted, nose now at 45 degrees.
All of the teachers in the circle went quiet. It was a bit awkward. I thought to myself, how on Earth does that make you more colonial - or pioneering - than anyone else from an immigrant country, like Australia, Canada or America? At this point the only answer I can come up with is this: none of those countries are in Africa.
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