(First Published August 5th 2016)
There
is a question some people still ask me (even after having spent almost 30
years in France) that makes me swing between resignation and irritation.
This is when people ask me "where are you from?"
Here
is a story detailing some usual circumstances: I took my daughter to the
appointment with a new pediatrician. And exactly one minute after we crossed
the door, the second question she asked me was "where are you from?"
Let's
be clear: I am French, living in France for many years but I have no problem
with my origins. I spent most of my life in France (and all my adult life) but
I keep strong ties with my origins through my parents, Persian language (my
parents talk to me almost exclusively in Persian) and more broadly through my
extended family, part of which still lives in Iran, through Iranian recipes and
music, as well as the celebration of holidays, particularly Nowruz (the Iranian
new year which is celebrated every March 21st, the first day of spring). The last
time I returned to Iran was 22 years ago but Iran is still present in my life
(and in the lives of my husband and my children) as a cultural background and enrichment.
I don’t
mind being "uncovered" (since I don’t try to hide my background!) and
one evidence of it is the fact that I chose to put together the name of my
husband and mine (as French law allows it). So whoever hears my family name is
well aware that it is partly a foreign name. There's also this little accent I
continue to express, which generally does not allow those who I speak with to
identify a specific geographical origin (some wonder if my accent comes from an
Anglo-Saxon country, while others take a guess for a country from South America
...). However there are some hints that suggest my foreign origins, was it from
a nearby country or a further one. And I could be a 3rd or 4th generation
immigrant or a first generation immigrant.
When we spent a year in the United States (in 2014),
the fact that we came from France was pretty obvious as we just settled down in
the US and we spoke English with a French accent. And even then I never hid my
Iranian origins when I was asked about.
I would
also add that my children are very comfortable with the Iranian part of their
identity and are more than happy to "disclose" that part of their
identity.
So
what's the problem? The problem simply is that I consider this issue ("Where
are you from?") a little bit private and I would like people to
wait for being allowed to enter that intimacy! Or at least I would like
them to show they acknowledge they are about to enter a private area (eg by
introducing their question with a phrase such as "May I ask you
..."). I remember, for example, that a few years ago people used to ask “should
I call you "madame” or “miss”?” There was nothing rude about it, but it
was a bit intrusive.
I
think asking about one’s origins is about the same degree of privacy as asking
whether she is married or has kids. I could have asked that pediatrician
"Are you married?" Or "Do you have children?" This last
question could have enlighten me on her ability to take my daughter in charge
not only as a doctor but also as a mom... but I didn’t allow myself to explore
that aspects of her life and I think she would have been surprised if I tried.
Not that she had something to hide, but because we weren’t at that level of
intimacy yet!
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