Welcome back students, staff and friends! As exciting as it is to be here at Willamette, it’s natural to be disoriented, confused or frustrated when adjusting to a new semester, country or culture. This month we asked Willamette’s International students to share their own experiences of “culture shock.” This edition shows us some differences between […]
Archive for January, 2009
When I first came to the Unites States as an exchange student during high school, for a long time, it seemed to me as though the biggest difference between the Czech Republic and the US is that you guys have peanut-butter and burritos and we don’t.
When we had our orientation sessions, we heard for the first time the words: “culture shock.” Then everyone was asking about “culture shock”: what is that? Am I am suffering it? Am I gonna suffer it? Many people were sick or lost during the first weeks here because for most of them, it was their […]
Coming from a Western country, I guess the ‘cultural shock’ I experienced when I first came to Willamette was not as strong and interesting as for someone coming from a very different environment. Let’s face it, we French people are not that different from Americans, are we?
The term culture shock describes the anxiety produced when a person moves to a completely new environment. This term expresses the lack of direction, the feeling of not knowing what to do or how to do things in a new environment, and not knowing what is appropriate or inappropriate. The feeling of culture shock generally […]
My first time in the U.S. was a long time ago. I was 5 years old and I honestly don’t remember a lot. I know that I went to Orlando, FL and my family and I went to Disney World, and other different theme parks in the Orlando area in Florida. It was a magic […]
I asked my German friend, what are the stereotypes of Japanese in Germany. He said “Short” and “Camera.” I don’t want to be viewed as a short person who always bring a camera, so I asked the same question to my another American friend and expected a better answer.
February, 2003. Fearing for my life because of the taxi driver’s bravado on a highway. Moscow, Russia : 25 degrees Fahrenheit, sleet on the roads. Within 24 hours, I find myself on a different planet: flower beds with rhododendrons getting ready to slowly go into shy, not yet full, bloom, and green lawns on which […]