Fabiola Cristina Rodriguez
September 2008
Update
The school started on August, and my trip did
not started as I thought it would be.
The weather was very cold, windy and with rain.
The places did not look the same as home, so I got lost for at
least 20 times in the great Melbourne. To tell you the true I was
not prepared to face an intercultural city as Melbourne. For me it
was not as for the other students from the peace scholarship, I
felt like I was not fitting in the city. Even one day I had, for
what at the time seemed as, a serous miscommunication problem with
a person from another country and with a totally different culture
to mine.
But what was I doing wrong? My English is
acceptable, so what was the problem, why wasn’t I able to
communicate well with the other people, why was I having so much
problems? All those questions were going around my head, all those
fears about making mistakes, about saying or giving wrong
impression.
So I realized what the problem was, it was
simply that it was me against the world. It was about
talking, reading, interpreting many languages at the same
time. It was confusion, it was the Babel Tower.
Luckily I was assigned subject called
“Intercultural Communication”, that is when I started to realize
about the root of my problem, Melbourne is a Multicultural
City.
It is formed by people that come from different
parts of the world, with different cultures, and have different
ways of behaving and thinking. That is when I started to notice
that I was not the only one with miscommunication problems, other
international students had the same problem. The
difference was that because when they arrived they form groups with
their equals they were living within a familiar environment.
I was not able to notice it at first.
So I tried to communicate with members of other
cultures, to understand what were the things that they wanted to
communicate. It is strange but because of all the problems that I
had at the beginning I can understand now better Melbourne, I even
can help friends from different parts of the world to communicate
better. I have even come to think, because of all the things that
happened to me at the beginning, that I understand why there
are so many problems in the world.
Sometimes when members of other culture want to
say yes they move their heads to one side to another, which for me
it means “no”, and other times they just want to say “I do not like
it” but they say a more strong word like “ I HATE IT”. Little
things that can make a difference when trying to communicate with
each other. Maybe these little and tiny things can make the
difference between war and peace, It is all about the way in which
we communicate, it is all about learning to interpret the other
cultures.
That is what I have find so far by living and
studying in Melbourne.