Friday Fictioneers is a weekly blog link-up based on a photo prompt. The Challenge – write a one hundred word story that has a beginning, middle, and end. (No one will be ostracized for going a few words over the count.) The Key – make every word count. Up to the challenge? Join in!
Superior to the Fork People
It was a tiny, tucked-away diner, though more kitchen-slash-dining-room than restaurant.
“Why did I get throw-away chopsticks?”
“Because you’re stupid American,” she answered.
“I know how to eat with chopsticks.”
“I doubt it.” She rolled her eyes, shuffled back to the kitchen, and muttered something in a language I was still learning.
“I am not a ‘stupid American’,” I said aloud, but to myself.
“All Americans are stupid Americans,” came a voice behind me.
I didn’t acknowledge him. After years travelling abroad, I knew quite well what he meant. And he was right. We are, mostly for thinking we’re not.
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I’ve traveled abroad three times, all as a student. Each time I was called a “stupid American” at some point, or many points. Sometimes it was direct, others as a remark I was meant to hear, but not respond. I never let it bother me. I understood what each speaker meant – it meant they had been inconvenienced by my presence, not that I, personally, had done anything wrong. I had been coached prior to each trip to respect the ways and laws of the country I was visiting, and tips to not stand out as a tourist, or worse, and American tourist, and I tried. I did witness groups that inspired such sentiments–groups who were loud or pushy, or complained vehemently that their accustomed customs, foods, or attitudes weren’t the way of the world. This isn’t how all citizens of other countries view us, but it happened enough that it is an experience that stands out in my memories of travel abroad.
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