Grand VS Great; Ireland VS USA

The prompt for this blog, have a conversation with someone from another culture and blog about what you learned, has got me thinking. Yeah, ok, Mathilde, that’s the point of a prompt… Obviously, I mean specifically about all the conversations that I’ve had, the scenes that I’ve observed, and all of the things that I’ve learned about different cultures during my time abroad so far. I’ve been mulling over this prompt for about a week, although some could call it procrastinating, and having it in the back of my mind has made me appreciate experiences that I have begun to take for granted. Two months ago, these differences were blinding, pushing me out of my comfort zone academically and socially. Needless to say, I did actually have a conversation with my Irish friend, geesh, I think we’ll just call her Mary, so I don’t out her, so the rest of this blog will include info from both overall observations about Irish culture and that conversation with my friend.

If you’ve been following along with my journey so far, you’re already familiar with some of these cultural differences, as they’ve been an overarching theme this semester. For that reason, I will try to not rehash things. Y’all already know that the Irish have an indirect communication style- classes start later than the appointed time, assignments are relaxed even though they are worth a large percentage of your grade, emails often get left for weeks before you receive a response-that has been a struggle for me to get used to. On top of that, it is often difficult for me to read situations. Most lecturers interact with their students during the class, yet they fail to really explain what is expected for their assignments. Classrooms are very relaxed, even to the point that often students just talk when their lecturers are teaching until the lecturer has to stop the lecture to ask them to stop. Another thing that I’ve noticed about Irish culture in general is how often and casually they swear. This week, during two different situations, class and student life run bingo, those leading the room casually threw out swear words. I honestly find it very entertaining and almost a relief. Although I find it unprofessional based on my previous life experiences and culture, I think their casual speech reflects their lighthearted culture, an aspect of Ireland that I didn’t necessarily expect but that I really enjoy.

Don’t mind me as I not-so-smoothly switch topics… just like I not-so-smoothly inserted a picture of me and my roommates back in September… One thing that has interested me a lot this semester is the Irish culture and its connection to the Catholic church. In my research before arriving in Ireland, I learned about their history, especially the age-long dispute between Catholics and Protestants. The Republic of Ireland is considered a Catholic nation, but when I asked Mary if she was Catholic, she said yes, but said that she only attends mass twice a year- Easter and Christmas- and doesn’t really believe what they teach. I’ve found that this is true for a majority of the Irish people I’ve met. Catholicism is a part of their heritage and culture more than it is something to which they actually subscribe. Mary said that the only member of her family who actually goes regularly is her gran. Because the religion is seen as a part of their history, many of my education lecturers talk about how the education system is too influenced by religion, seeing as the majority of primary schools are run by the church, and that we need to update the curriculum to escape the past. I am honestly not too shocked by this realization, as I feel that America is fairly similar. Many are not at all religious, and many who report as being part of a certain group also don’t attend church often, except on the “important days”.

I’m not sure if I’ve already talked about this or if it is just fairly obvious, but I am continually surprised by the emphasis that Irish culture puts on enjoying life. In the States, people may feel like they’re working so that they can enjoy life, but people here enjoy life and also work. During orientation, the person speaking to us told us that studying is important, but don’t forget to take advantage of our time to make friends and have fun. Because we have so few assignments, we actually do have time to socialize and enjoy life, while I feel like back home, we are told to prioritize academics, and people’s schedules are so full that they don’t really have a choice. Here, it is perfectly acceptable to go out on a weeknight and not just on the weekends. There’s even a bar on campus where they hold events, you can get cheap food and drinks, and there’s plenty of space to hang out inside and outside the building. All around the country, there are student discounts or student nights, even though going to college here is very inexpensive, especially as compared to the US. Many students don’t work, and, if they do, they work on weekends when they go home, which would unfortunately not cut it for me financially at home. Without your parents’ help or other grants, it is very difficult to get through college without loans in the United States, a fact that shocks all the Irish students that I’ve talked to. Please enjoy the beautiful flowers, one of the things that I enjoy during my free time walks : )

Geesh, this blog is kinda feeling like a school report right now. All observations, nothing too exciting, so I figured I would dedicate the rest of the blog to life updates from yours truly. Per usual, self-motivation is difficult, and I fear that I am a raging procrastinator, as I stated earlier. Healthy habits are like an old car. Some old cars may take a little bit of effort to start, but will continue to run after the initial push, while others are hard to start and are difficult to keep running. I’ve been doing better about my subconscious praying because it is genuinely the only thing that will calm my body down so that I can sleep at night. After this semester of sleep troubles, my pillow at home goes into the same boat as my car- something that I will never underappreciate again. Anywho, I’ve started to focus more on physical activity as the days start to get dark by 5:30. I find that, like most people, my mood goes down with the sun, and my body calls it quits as soon as the sun does. As an attempt to combat this and also take advantage of some of my ample free time, I purchased a cheap yet effective watercolor set from the seasonal aisle at Aldi, and I have started a new hobby. I find painting very relaxing, even during the brief period of time when I was finger painting due to my lack of brushes, and I’m even finding myself admiring some of my own work. While I’ve always had difficulties acknowledging my talents and being proud of myself, I think that this newfound hobby is good for my brain and is helping me to value myself and my abilities. Any other news…? Huh, well, can we just talk about how easy it is to put cleaning on the back burner when you are the only one using a space? As much as I really appreciate clean floors, I have vacuumed my room once this semester, and that’s only because my flatmate had one that she had borrowed from the office and offered to me. I have also mopped my bathroom once this semester… are you sensing a theme? Doing the bare minimum to get by and not be disgusting. Yeah, it may sound gross, but believe me, it’s really just fine… I think. Ok, stop judging me.

Now that I’ve gotten all of that off my chest, I think that it’s time to pull a Houdini while I contemplate whether or not it was a good idea to air my own dirty laundry like that…

Peace and love!
Mathilde