What do you say to someone who hates where you live?

I read a blog today that got under my skin a little bit because of the negative tone. I won’t say the name of the blog or the author, because the point of this posting is not to beat up on this guy for his attitude, but to really think out loud about how we interact with those who come from another place.

My experience growing up in North Dakota, a place with many places of higher education and two military bases, has included meeting people from everywhere in the world. For being a very small, rural state, we have quite a diversity of people who come and go. The two complaints I have heard consistently over the years is about how there isn’t much to do here, and that the cold is so awful to deal with. Sometimes people are pretty mean in their complaints about my home state. I understand that we don’t have all of the metropolitan amenities that more populous places do, and I understand that the weather can be a serious bummer in the winter time.  I don’t, however, get how it’s good manners to bash someone else’s home. Since when is that a good way to behave? Yet, it happens…so how do you respond? Many people would respond, “if you don’t like it, leave.”

I’m ashamed to say that I’ve said that very thing. In my youth, going to UND, I encountered all sorts of people from everywhere, and some were persistent about making sure everyone knew how miserable they were because North Dakota or UND wasn’t up to their expectations. Out of defense of my home, I told several people if they didn’t like it here, they were free to leave. Over the years, my thinking about that has changed. I wonder if just the simple act of listening to that frustrated person, helping them find something they need, or pointing them in the direction of something they can’t find, would make a difference for them. Every place has its limitations and its treasures. The limitations always stick out, like North Dakota winters. Unfortunately, many things we treasure about North Dakota aren’t always so apparent to those visiting, and I think it’s up to us to be as gracious as we can be. Hopefully, with time and experience, our home will grow on them. Whether they stay or not, it’s my hope that the people who spend time here have at least some good memories when they leave.

Having said all that, here are some general suggestions for those living somewhere else temporarily, and for those whose home area they are living in…wherever that might be:

For the temporary dwellers:

1. You will not win any allies if you keep spewing negativity about the people, culture and place you’re living. After you’ve expressed the opinion once, it gets old to have to hear it over and over.

2. Be active in your search for things of interest. Rather than waste your time (and others) going on about how boring it is where you are temporarily living, take the time to really find out about the place. I mean research the history, dig deep to find out what’s going on regarding cultural festivals and entertainment. Learn about the people who live there. Their behavior and attitudes will make more sense to you if you make an effort to understand them.

3. The people where you are temporarily living do not want to hear about how it’s too ugly/cold/hot/dry/wet, or whatever other condition there is that you disapprove of.  Make an effort to find something that you like about the weather or landscape where you are staying. Or, if you can’t find anything likable about it at all, please keep it to yourself.

4. Treat others as you expect to be treated. Really. Think before you speak…just being polite will get you a lot farther than being negative.

For those who live in a place where people from far away come to live temporarily:

1. Please be patient with people who have just moved here from out of state, or even from out of the country. It’s probably quite a culture shock for them, moving to a new and different place, so cut them some  slack. Be a good neighbor and help them get acclimated.

2. Not everyone has the same beliefs you do, so don’t expect people who come to your area to live, for whatever reason, to drop their beliefs and take up yours.

3. Think about how you’d want folks to treat you if you were living in a place far from home. Be nice…there’s no reason not to.

4. For those having to deal with temporary dwellers who make ugly comments about your home area, try to help them out. Perhaps their attitudes wouldn’t suck if more people tried to get to know them, or help them get what they need. Perhaps, if you demonstrate the behavior you expect from them, you can help cultivate a better experience for everyone.

So there it is, helpful or not. I’d welcome any comments from those who’ve been on both either side, or both sides of this issue.


UND Fighting Sioux are no more

Yesterday the North Dakota Board of Higher Education gave the final vote to get rid of the University of North Dakota logo and name, The Fighting Sioux.

I won’t go into the gory details of why the largest university in North Dakota was forced to make this gargantuan change, as you can find that here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/North_Dakota_Fighting_Sioux , but I will say that I am a little conflicted about how I feel about it, and it’s for completely selfish reasons.

The largest part of me doesn’t ever want it to change. I spent almost five of the best years of my life living and working on the UND Campus, and eventually graduating with a BA in Speech Pathology. It seriously was a time in my life when I was very happy and I wouldn’t even trade it for anything. In fact, I’ve often wished we lived closer so I could go back to school or work there.

On the other hand, my ex husband and I were both huge fans when it came to Sioux sports. We accumulated jerseys, t-shirts, a wall clock and all sorts of other stuff over the years, most of which I still have.  Now that he’s gone, it’s really soured me on the whole thing. Don’t get me wrong, I still love my alma mater, and would support them no matter what. However, if I am to be honest I’ll freely admit that I am a little relieved. Now I can go forward supporting my school and my team and not have to have the history of my married life tied to it. How selfish is that?

Now what’s the school going to call itself? What about its identity, which is such an important part of college life? I hope they choose something with as much dignity and power, and that it is something that the current and former students can be proud of. It used to be that the mascot was the Flickertail. For those of you who don’t know what that is, a picture will tell a thousand words:

North American ground squirrel in the genus Spermophilus

I do believe that if the school goes back to this, I will die a slow painful death of humiliation. How’s that for over dramatic?!

Anyway, more on this as the story develops.

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