Spring semester is starting here in Tübingen soon, and we all know what that means: a fresh wave of exchange students from all over the world and especially from the United States. Yes, Tübingen is virtually swarming with "freshies" from the west side of the Atlantic. Most American exchange students that do study abroad for only a semester do it spring semester because it often lines up better with the Ameican university schedule.
Those of us that have been here in Tübingen since August have watched these newcomers with a combination of anxiety and hostility. We're not exactly proud of it, but we can't help but feel like this is our space and these new Americans wandering in are disturbing the peace of our quiet little town. I've done some thinking about this and laughing/talking about it with friends and I've come up with some reasons why we might have this attitude.
1) We instinctively and unconsciously look down upon the students only staying for a semester because they weren't man (woman) enough to take the plunge for a whole year like we have.
2) They remind us of how we were when we first arrived and that makes us sick to our stomachs, as we have now fully adjusted and, in large degree, assimilated into this new culture and lifestyle. They also remind us of the fact that, as much as we like to forget it, we are actually Americans at the end of the day.
3) They speak horrible German 90% of the time (we conveniently forget the fact here that we actually speak English with each other 99% of the time).
4) We want to protect "our turf."
Of course we'll be totally friendly with them and very likely end up good friends with a lot of them. It's just a weird reaction that we've all found ourselves inadvertendly experiencing with their arrival and we're all doing what we can to overcome it.
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Why don't ya'll speak German?!! This is something that shocks me every time you talk about it. YOUR IN GERMANY FOR PETE'S SAKE!
I feel all of those things towards the new Amis that are coming. For example, last night in Kuckuck, there was a whole table of students fresh out of Bush-Country, laughing and yelling and dancing obnoxiously, and above all, drinking like fish. I was there with 3 other Americans and one German, and we all agreed the new arrivals were annoying beyond hope.
In response to Erica's comment: We speak English with each other because we're Americans, and it's our native language, so it's the most effective means of communication. If there are other Germans and/or German speakers present, we switch to German. Personally, I speak German with everyone I can, but not Americans, because it just doesn't make sense. On top of that, there are Americans here that can't speak German to save their life (as Matt pointed out), so sometimes it's not even an option.
It's interesting with international exchange in that respect. You can get to know someone using a certain language and it totally changes your perspective of that person when you have to switch languages. There are also people that speak such good English that we will speak a mix of both languages, and just spit out our thoughts in whichever language is the most convenient at the moment.
Long comment... just my two cents. :)
interesting observations... I was one such newby, but my situation was a little different as I had been IN the country just as long as everyone else, I just hadn't been in Marburg studying the whole time. So I'm not quite sure what people's reactions--like Emily's :)--were to me...
The English thing happens to everyone, though. Even the hard-core German speakers, like myself and friends of mine who have also studied abroad, eventually succombed and spoke English just for the sake of...good relations. Normality. Because we were sick of making such a gall-durned hassle about it at the end of the day. Because we figured that German would rub off on us inevitably somehow anyway. You know, whatever. :-P :)
Als ich zuerest nach Deutschland kam, hab ich gesagt dass ich nur auf Deutsch reden werde. Ich habe gesagt, dass ich einen Deutschen Freund finden werde. Und jetzt. Bah... jetzt habe ich einen Freund in Deutschland, aber ist er Deutscher? NEIN. Spricht er Deutsch? NEIN. Und jetzt habe ich vielleicht 1546546 Freunde aus den USA und 2 Freunde aus Deutschland. Und natuerlich ist mein Deutsch immer schlimmer als bevor ich hier angekommen bin. Ich denke dass... diesen Semester muss ich NUR auf Deutsch reden. Blah. Es freut mich dass wir neue austausch Studentinen haben, weil mein Deutsch noch bloed klingt, aber nicht als bloed wie die Newbies.
We also in our large group (28 people) experienced the same thing regarding speaking English amongst ourselves when I was in Marburg.
As a matter of fact, we tried to speak German but I suppose since we had so many opportunities being in Germany to actually speak German, it seemed unnatural and contrived to speak it to each other. One guy who actually did speak German all the time was nicknamed "Mr. Perfect", and it wasn't necessarily an affectionate moniker.
And talk about looking down on the "one semester wimps"... :-) Didn't you go home over the semester break? We stayed the WHOLE friggin year baby! NO ONE went home over Christmas or during the semester break!
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