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Last Names - Domics
A funny video by one of my favorite Youtube Animator, Domics that I rewatch for background noises while I work until it struck me to link it together with the lecture from Global Disclosure.Â
Growing up, my full name was something I was both confident and afraid people would be confused with.
Quah Phaik Hoon.
(Qu - pronounced as the first sound of âQuillâ + âahâ) (Phaik - pronounced as a subtle word of âBigâ - donât enunciate the âgâ) (Hoon - Hoon!)
Yep, many, many people have mistakenly pronouncing it even when I was in my home country, let alone when I came to the UK to study. I knew from the get-go, not having an English name was going to be a... difficulty. So instead of introducing myself with my full name, I just went with âHoonâ.
Saved everyone the hassle, saved everyone the time, saved me the embarrassment.
I love my name, no doubt, but back when I was younger, I surely did wish I had a different name. People at school wouldnât stop making fun of my name (for childish reasons, too!) and my brother, being the lilâ tough older brother he was, would try to make me feel better even when he was going through the same thing too.
I remember one time they made fun of my name, referring my name to part of a food or something, I was close to tears. My brother, too. And in my household, we were born and raise to be proud of our names - to get people to pronounce it right and to not let people just call us by âwhatever they wantedâ. My mother told me my name is for me to be proud of who I am. Itâs a medal to wear around my neck, not to let people call it whatever and disregard it.
So it made me and my brother upset.
Years went by and I watched this video by Domics - I felt exactly what he felt.
Similarly, now when I watch it, I still laugh - but Iâm proud of my name and will stick by it. Of course, I still introduce myself as âHoonâ, because it is my name and it is easier. Plus, nicknames are easy; Hoon! But if someone does ask for my full name, I wonât feel embarrassed one bit to teach them how to say it right.
And not to stop halfway because Iâm embarrassed, but to keep going until they pronounce it like how my mother would when sheâs calling for me.
(Which she rarely does by my full name unless I did something or broke something Iâm not supposed to touch).
Inspiration: Photographer / Daniel Etter
Daniel Etter is a Pulitzer Prize-winning photographer, feature writer and film maker currently based between Barcelona, Spain and Berlin, Germany. He is a graduate of the German School of Journalism, holds a masterâs degree in political science, a university diploma in journalism and is a recipient of the Kathryn Davis Fellowship for Peace.
- Taken from Daniel Etterâs personal website
Daniel Etterâs photograph collection: Exodus, 2015Â was shown as one of the examples during Global Disclosureâs lecture. I found his photos moving, touching even with just a single image. The phrase a picture holds a thousand words couldâve never been more fitting to this. As someone currently living in another country far from home, although nothing can compare to the feeling of the people he photographed, I empathize with it.
And thereâs a sense of gratitude each time I look at these photos. In todayâs age, the modern age, weâre so quick to forget the things we should be grateful for. If you have a roof over your head, youâre alive and breathing, youâre healthy and able, thatâs already so many things to be grateful for that we tend to forget. We have a home, we have things that people would die for and weâre not being appreciative about it. We ignore our loved ones until itâs too late or until theyâre all you have left.
To think about it, to see these pictures are not only moving but it motivates you and inspires you to keep living the life youâre given when youâre blessed. We are so blessed to be living the lives we have and sometimes we forget that.
These photos capture not only the pain these people go through, but the gratitude we should have that weâre so blessed and we should remind ourselves everyday.Â
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Weekly Reflection (CiGC): Global Disclosure
Week 4: Global Disclosure // 05.11.2018
This weekâs topic was Global Disclosure, which I found refreshing considering I was a foreigner in the city of Birmingham, having flown 15 hours away from home to listen to a lecture that reflected much to a feeling Iâve felt one way or another since I got here. Well, in regards to discussing and openly talking about race, being Chinese in the United Kingdom... was indeed scary.
First thoughts were definitely, âIâm so much more different than them.â
Second:Â âWill I be treated differently?â
Third:Â âI just want to go home.â
It didnât come one by one, it all came at once. Which was hard to compute with such thoughts coming at once but... well, I had to come to the UK to further my studies, a place I thought would be good for me to grow as a graphic designer and broaden my experience. Which then led me to think, do people crave feeling out of place, trying to break down the walls of their comfort zone to somewhat, force themselves to grow?
I mean, I would say I was growing quite well in Malaysia, but what is it with the mentality of coming to the UK alone, would make me a better designer? Or a better person? I think somewhat it has to do with feeling gratitude of what I used to have at home that I donât have here. And linking to those emotions, I could relate to most of what Ally talked about during this lecture. Racism (I havenât exactly had my hand on experiencing it, but I have heard numerous stories about the people in my community being mistreated just because of their race), culture appropriation.
It was weird. I didnât quite get it, but I found it interesting that Ally discussed a little on White Privilege. Itâs one thing for people of other race to acknowledge white privilege, but itâs another when a white person admits of such thing exists. That just confirms how much it does exist and how arrogance is a wonder for people who refuse to acknowledge it exists.
New Study Confirms Depressing Truth About Names And Racial Bias By Jacqueline Howard, HuffPost US
"Students with stereotypically "black"-sounding names tend to be labeled as troublemakers by teachers. Job applicants with such names are less likely than their white-sounding counterparts to get called in for interviews. When residents with "black"-sounding names contact their local government for information about schools or libraries, they are less likely to receive a response. â
That was taken from the article above, which... is sad. How can a name, something that you wear around your neck like a medal, a seal that your parents put you with for the rest of your life could be something that already forms prejudice by the sound of it? It felt unfair. It didnât feel right, either.
Iâve heard from a friend, from her experience, that people without English sounding names had a harder time being employed. Which, was ridiculous when I heard it but when she described it further, it just felt unfair.
That also leaves me to think about racism that exists in the designing industry or how we as designers are evolving to grow out of it.
While writing this post, my mind strayed off to a thought of:
âDoes race come into mind for certain job scopes?â
Like, weâve always heard of asians becoming doctors and surely a specific race should be working in this job and so forth. All of this preconceptions does effect in their every day lives with such judgement thatâs put forth before you even get to voice out what you truly want to do.
Speaking from experience, as a Chinese Malaysian that wanted to do graphic design and arts for a living, to have supportive Chinese parents, to me, was normal and something that Iâm grateful for. On the other hand, I have a friend, similarly in the situation I was in, except, parents that werenât so accepting of her choice in wanting to pursue graphic design.
âThis wonât earn you money.â
âChinese people are not meant to do arts. Becoming a doctor is better.â
And with that, she was pushed into studying dentistry and hadnât had her say in pursuing her initial career choice. Granted, in Asian countries, parents are the ones paying for our education, compared to in Western countries, the children are much more independent working part time jobs to help pay for their tuition fees - nothing wrong with both, just different upbringings and environments.
However, that shifts the mentality as well.
I find that in the Western country, things are much more open and direct in communication than in Asian countries. We tend to keep things all to ourselves and majority of the time, confrontation isnât a common thing to bring upon. Of course, we, as a community and part of the world is moving forward but itâs a slow process. Continuing on with that, I had a chat with a friend who lived in England and he said that the parents here (in the UK) allow their kids to pursue what they wanted as a job - to do what they loved most. Definitely there will be the similarities to Asian parents but thatâs not so common than in Asian countries.
This leads me to think that as much as we want to believe that all humans think a certain way, based on the race weâre born into, it already shapes our perceptions on certain things and issues. But what we can do is acknowledge our differences and accept them, then we could maybe live in a world that sucked less with so much preconceptions.Â