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A Renegotiation of Identity in
Vietnam
By
Allie D'Amanda
I’m not quite sure
what I was expecting to see while riding down the Mekong River
in Vietnam,
but it is surely an experience I will never forget.
I look around me. I see people who depend on
the River’s every function to make it through another day, and I feel
an uncontrollable wave of sadness. I
feel guilty as I cross my legs, clothed in expensive jeans, and push my
professionally highlighted hair away from my eyes.
“These people have nothing,” I think to
myself.
As we drive by
many houses on stilts, whose back yards empty into the river, I notice
a small
shack. A woman is bathing in the water
and her young child and dog sit on the porch. We are a group
of white skinned Americans, and like
everywhere we go, people on Vietnam stop what they are doing and stare. The woman looks at us and smiles, waving her
arms like she
is welcoming
us home. I wave back, and try my best to
say “hello” in Vietnamese. The little
girl jumps up and down and waves one arm, while the other is
holding a
large knife. I am immediately concerned. I frown and I think to myself, “This little
girl should not be holding a knife!
What is her mother thinking?”
Later, I ponder
the meaning of my reaction to this site I have encountered. I consider George E. Marcus’ essay on
“Ethnography in/of the World System: The Emergence of Multi-Sites
Ethnography,”
and specifically his thoughts on renegotiation of the ethnographer. He says, “In practice [one must] always
conduct with a keen awareness of being within the landscape, and as the
landscape changes across sites, the identity of the ethnographer
requires
renegotiation… [Haraway] argues persuasively for objectivity.”
Thus, I try and
shift my perspective; I try to think objectively. I
get angry at myself for having the reaction
I did. These people may have “nothing”
by my standards, but they were smiling and appeared to be happy. Wouldn’t this suggest that they might
actually be content in their way of life? Who
am I to determine what makes people happy? Am
I so jaded by our consumerist and
materialistic culture that I relate such things to happiness?
I consider a later
passage in Marcus’ essay, and decide not to judge myself too harshly. He says, “One finds oneself with all sorts of
cross-cutting and contradictory personal commitments.
These conflicts resolved, perhaps
ambivalently, not by refuge in being a detached anthropological
scholar, but in
being a sort of ethnographer-activist, renegotiating identities in
different
sites as one leans more about a slice of the world system.” These ideas stimulate me to reconsider my strategies
of shifting perspective.
Instead of being
completely objective, comparing different sites, (such as my life in
the United States,
and
this family’s life in Vietnam),
only to find conflicting emotions and contradictory conclusions, I
should start by
renegotiating my own perspective. I
remove myself from being a foreign “on-looker,” and I begin to
appreciate the
lifestyle these people live, trying not to mold my opinions of them
based on my
own experiences, subjective opinions and world views. I am now working with the
site instead of
against
it.
By the end of my journey, the
Allie I knew in the beginning, will she have a new identity shaped by
experiences with others and their differences? To what extent
should I actively renegotiate myself in order to learn more about
slices of the world system without disrupting each site and the people
within it? How much do my reactions to these people have an
effect on their identities?
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