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Entries in Santiago (5)

Wednesday
May122010

Empathy, Vital to Helping Ourselves and Others

This is a respost of an article I wrote for the multicultural blog Red, Brown and Blue.

How many times has somebody genuinely wanted to help you with a situation, but because they weren’t members of the same social class you dismissed them by saying something along the lines of, “How can you truly care? You don’t understand what it’s like to be (insert identity here)?” Or maybe you said, “You’ve never had to (insert struggle here).” I too am guilty of misinterpreting a person’s willingness to help as a showcase of condescendence in my past.  And, I too, was wrong.

Yes it’s true that unless you have experienced the exact same events, exact same reactions, and exact same outcomes, you can’t truly understand exactly how somebody feels. However, one of human beings’ greatest accomplishments is the ability to empathize. It doesn’t take the exact same experiences to empathize with someone. Not everybody has genial intentions all the time, but simply having a different background does not necessarily make a person insensitive to others’ concerns.

During times of social change, it takes the compassion, empathy, and effort of people of the majority to help promote change for those in the minority. Regardless of their motives, whether they are for the greater good or self-serving, without the support of those in power, change would occur much more slowly, if at all. Martin Luther King, Jr. was partly successful because he did not only propagate social equality to the disenfranchised, but to all. I realize that, had it not been for the spilled blood and lives of many White people during the 1860’s I might not have the ability to lead a free life today.

I have participated in various movements, volunteered for years with youth, and tried to help them develop skills to cope with poverty, abuse, and other forms of injustice so that they might have a better chance to develop and obtain goals they might not otherwise have. Recently, I signed the marriage boycott to show my support of equal rights for the LGBT community. Although I don’t know what it feels like to have the exact same struggles, but I can empathize.

Last week a coworker and friend invited me out before I returned to America after several months working in Chile. We went to a small restaurant and discussed differences between the USA and Chile covering everything from governmental and work-related politics to geographical and cultural differences. We talked about how difficult it can be to manage the cost of living in Chile, specifically Santiago, where the cost of living is inflated. The typical workday starts at 9:00 AM, ends at 7:00 PM, and the wages are rarely sufficient to support oneself.  At that part of the conversation she said something that truly resonated with me. “Now you can forget about here.”

I asked her what she meant and why she said that. I explained that although the days were long and the wages were low, I didn’t regret going there. These kinds of experiences have their ups and downs, pros and cons, but ultimately have a major impact on our lives and paths. She replied, “You can go on and do big things. For me, this is it. I can’t move up anywhere from here.”

My friend is a secretary and has been working at the firm for three years. Because she was not given the option to go to school, her chances for advancement have been severely limited, and she sits by and watches as the very apparent class system dictates how far one can go in their career. She may know more about the legal processes than most of the new lawyers, but she’ll never have the chance to work in any other capacity as long as she is here. I’ve watched time and time again as people walk past her and other secretaries without acknowledging their presence yet treat me with the utmost respect.

Even after the volunteering, special interest groups, and reading texts about social mobility and class constructs, last week was the first time I truly identified with a privileged class—and that bothered me very much. Back home in the States I definitely wouldn’t describe myself as such, but traveling abroad literally brings a different world into focus.

When dealing with youth, it is much easier to see their situation as temporary—something that can be changed with a little intervention. To look into the dismayed eyes of an intelligent and driven adult who does not have access to upward mobility because of class restraints is completely different. Growing up, due to my socio-economic background, I always felt I was at a disadvantage and had to work twice as hard to gain access to the institutions and facilities that others felt entitled, but I never felt hopeless. I knew that if I put in 200% where others put in 100%, I could be successful.

I can’t honestly say I know what hopelessness feels like, but I can definitely empathize. Our backgrounds and identities should not be ignored, nor should they prohibit us from learning from one another. As we open ourselves up to that learning we may find ourselves not only better equipped for helping others, but also helping ourselves become more fulfilled in life. In America, the very fact that we have these opportunities is freedom we should never take for granted.

The opinions expressed in this commentary are solely those of Michael Maine.

Michael Maine is dedicated to global communication, collaboration, and cooperation. Originally planning on utilizing his problem solving and strategic strengths in the corporate sector, his eyes were opened and life changed after taking his first Sociology class at Southwestern University, where he graduated with a bachelor in Business and minors in both Sociology and Communications.



Wednesday
Dec162009

I Can't Believe This Is It…

Between a rock and a hard place…

I can’t believe that in about 12 hours or so, I’ll be sitting in a plane waiting to take off from Chile. These past several months have been filled with their share of ups and downs, lefts and rights, and turnarounds. However, all things considered, the experience has been well worth it and I feel like I’ve learned a lot about myself, and others, in the process.

I was always working, so I still haven’t seen many of the things that I would like , nor have I experienced all that I want to. However, (1) regardless how long you spend in a different place, it’s rare that you do EVERYTHING that you would like, and (2) I have accomplished my main goals for coming out here: meet and learn from interesting people; learn more Spanish through immersion; step outside of my comfort zone and grow as a person; help others reach career goals by teaching them English; open future doors through new personal and professional experience abroad. Back home, I spent 4 months trying to find a new job. Here I had two within a month, one of which at an international law firm. I guess I can’t complain too much.

The main question people are asking me is: Is there anything that you will miss from Chile? So with no further ado:
Things I Will Miss From Chile (in no particular order)

  1. Ramitas de Queso (Chips)
  2. Frugelé (Gummy snacks – this will be no surprise for those who know me)
  3. Mote con huesillos (Peach drink with wheat grain in the bottom)
  4. Bread (funny how the first things that come to mind are food)
  5. People (Seriously, people are #1, but I’m working on a specific post for that)
  6. Geography (volcanoes, ocean, mountains, desert, forest…it’s all here)
  7. Being able to walk EVERYWHERE
  8. Being able to buy anything I need off of the street within block of my apartment
  9. The view of the Andes mountain from my apartment window
  10. Being compared to Will Smith or Michael Jordan every time I walked outside.
  11. My Chilean family (I love you guys)

Thanks, Chile, for opening up a completely different world.

Sunday
Nov082009

It's Official, I'm A Chilean Resident

It only took about 7 months, but I finally got my legal identification card for Chile. With a “carnet” anything is possible. That RUN number you see under my name is the tax identification number you need to get anything accomplished: Internet, cell phone, bank account, etc. I picked it up last Thursday. I know I don’t have a very long time to enjoy the doors that it opens now, but on the bright side, I have a souvenir I can keep in my pocket…

Thursday
Oct012009

Look To The Stars

So, this might sound nerdy, but I’ve been wanting to go to a planetarium for a little over two years now. I haven’t been since the fourth or fifth grade. Back then I really wanted to be an astronaut. For whatever reason, as I grew up I found that I had more strengths in business than astronomy. However, my interest in space never waned, and I’ve been longing to relive the experience I had so many years ago during that field trip.

Believe it or not, I was actually able to get a few friends (non-nerdy types to boot) to go with me. Tickets cost CLP$ 1,000 or roughly USD$ 2.00, and we practically had the entire show to ourselves. Overall, I think we all had a good time. The show was a lot shorter (about 30 minutes) than I remember from back in the day, and it wasn’t followed by a lazer show, but, all in all, it was a good experience and something cheap to do on cold and cloudy Sunday.

I must admit though, it wasn’t the same without Pluto. We miss you Pluto. You’ll always be a planet in my eyes.



Wednesday
Sep162009

Why I Take Lunch

I have recently gotten into a habit of working through lunch to get more work done. Those who know me know that I like to get things done…and done right. I figured the hour I spent finding food could be better spent doing something “productive” at work. That is, until I was sitting at work during lunch one day and looked out of the office window.

What I saw was a city full of life. People were walking, talking, enjoying themselves. Don’t get me wrong, I wasn’t miserable at work. Quite the contrary. I have plenty of people with whom I can “do lunch.” Also, at any point in time, I’m reading up to three books that keep me occupied. That day, I decided to grab one of my books and hit a local Chinese restaraunt.

I took the long way that day (the restaurante is literally across the street from my job) by walking around the block first. When I got there, I sat down and did somehing that I hardly ever do – relax. It was so nice to sit down and literally worry about nothing. Of course, I had to force myself not to try to think of some solutions for work, but once I did, it was very nice.

I went back to work much more rejuvenated and got more work done in a shorter period of time. Seeing that I had nothing to lose and all to gain, I decided, at that point, never to deny myself lunch again, one of those simple pleasures worth indulging.