I wasn't going to write anything again before leaving, but in honor of Valentine's Day--which I'm actually not celebrating this year simply because I don't have time for it being that the 14th is Calah's birthday, the first day of the year and the day we leave for Cambodia--and the 30 minutes of extra time I have before going to the airport, I thought I'd share with you a pattern that has emerged this week.
Lots of Vietnamese family gatherings mean lots of funny interactions and cultural questions from people. A typical question when you first meet someone is, do you have a family/husband/boyfriend yet. By now the family all knows that I don't, so the questions have moved to, am I interested in Vietnamese men or am I looking for a husband or something else along those lines. Last week, after clearing the table (the task that I was so proud of helping with) I was told that I was very skilled. That statement was followed by the question, are you looking for a vietnamese husband. Hmmm...what are you implying there?! This morning, the implication wasn't quite so subtle. I was helping with the dishes and was asked if I know how to wash dishes. Seems like a ridiculous question, washing dishes is not necessarily a challenging task but, regardless, I answered: of course I know how. The man then said, oh good, you will make an excellent future wife. Anyone who knows me knows how much I shudder at those sorts of statements. I realize it is cultural, but still! Even within strictly defined gender roles, isn't there more than simply being good at washing dishes?!
Later, that same man asked me if I am looking to settle down in Vietnam. I told him no, that my family is too far away. But he didn't like that answer so he began to try to persuade me otherwise. His line of reasoning? I could find a good husband here! I should consider staying because I am very beautiful and could easily find a rich, Vietnamese, business man to marry. Then I could buy whatever I want, eat whatever I want and go wherever I want and be very happy. He then emphasized that all rich business men would happily marry a pretty foreigner.
So this Valentine's Day the lesson is clear, be a foreigner in Vietnam who can wash dishes and you will never have to worry about anything ever again.
And, if that very rich, Vietnamese, business man is tall, dark and handsome, and is willing to move to the Northwest, you have got it made :-)
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