Monday, 15 October 2012

Living the Multicultural Dream - An intro...


By Angela East
I take a deep breath, I walk down the aisle, I hear the monotonous rise and fall of chanting, the smell of incense burning and the occasional, celebratory yodel that sounds like a mix between native Indians and someone screaming as they fall out of a tree. There is bright red carpet like a runway and men with long beards, neck to ankle gowns and giant crucifixes around their neck. And then, on the flipside I also see a Catholic priest, Aussie groomsmen (looking confused and amused) and a white, blue eyed groom with a wide grin on his face.


Photos by the gorgeous and talented Clare Metcalf

Yes, this was the beginning of my wedding. This is the story of how lucky I am to have the best of two cultural worlds.

Egyptian weddings are a crazy mix of wailing, laughing, chanting and cymbals and when you are marrying nothing but a genuine Aussie bloke, somebody who is the epitome of everything Australian (beer, football, cricket, Cold Chisel) you know both of you are in for a bit of a cultural rollercoaster.

My parents lived in a country where marrying 2nd or 3rd generation cousins was perfectly acceptable – “At least you know they come from a good family!” they would say, or where a man (that you have never met) could come to your parent’s door and ask your father for your hand in marriage, simply because he had been watching you as you bought groceries at the market and came to the conclusion that you were wifely material.

So needless to say, When I introduced my parents to Steve (who says g’day like it’s a question when he answers the phone – g’day?) let’s just say, they weren’t overly impressed. He wasn’t dark, or a doctor and I had chosen this man all by MYSELF! How could I? But they had no choice but to be eventually won over by the charms of his easy Australian humour and his way to see everything in optimism.

The cultural mish-mash of events that took place in the course of our engagement period were both funny and terrifying to me. Some of them were the simplest of things, like my parents forgetting to give Steve a knife and fork when we ate - I don’t know why, but Egyptians tend to eat with spoons or their hands. Then there was the countless “Pardon? What was that?” as the language barriers posed a threat to people actually getting to know eachother. Or of course, when my dad tried to translate Egyptian phrases into English except the exact translation didn’t sound quite right. For example, instead of saying that someone shouldn’t talk rubbish, my Dad said, in his best, words-of-wisdom voice, “Shit. It should never come from the mouth” Steve laughed so hard at this while my dad looked utterly confused as to why this was so funny but pleased he had amused him so. It's now a staple phrase in our house.

My parents have come to love Steve. He is like the token white boy and the only person in our extended family with blue, sparkling eyes. They see those traits that also can come with being the classic Australian - patient, easygoing and straightforward.

The story as to how we got married is a big one. But in the end what came to eventuate was a wedding well enjoyed by all with a mixture of faiths, cultures and partying. There was waltzing and belly-dancing, Arabic and English, black and white.




God bless multiculturalism for making our lives a hell of a lot more interesting and amusing and reminding us that shit should NEVER come from the mouth.

I would love it if you shared, commented or liked.

24 comments:

  1. lol love it. I know the lebs and the egyptian weddings are just as crazy.

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  2. Wow that does sound complicated! But looks like a lot of fun!

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    1. Ohhh complicated is an understatement. That's nothing in comparison to the rest of the story! But yes, it does make life that little bit more interesting! :-)
      Thanks for reading and commenting!

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  3. gorgeous!! love the sound of an egyptian wedding.. what a wondeful day you must of had!!!

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  4. This was such a great post, i loved it! The photos are divine!! x

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  5. My big fat greek wedding is my favorite and reading your blog made me watch again today. Good job and truly a blessing to have the best of both world.

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  6. It's great when you can cross the cultural barrier and everyone is happy - I wish more people around the world would do that.
    Have the best day and thanks for sharing your story.
    Me

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    1. Thank you :-) It was no easy feat - let me tell you, but we got there in the end!

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  7. “Shit. It should never come from the mouth” That is quite possibly the best expression ever, and the Dept of New Words (run by me) is going to put it out in circulation...

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  8. Yes - the mixture of faiths and cultures is definitely at times a challenge, but can also help us see life from a different point of view and challenge us (positively) in our own values and beliefs.

    This brings back lots of memories of my own courtship and wedding too. Just don't forget the other blue-eyed boy in your family (haha - though I think his eyes might go green yet like mine)! :)

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    1. Yep! I wrote this a while ago, before your little man was born :-)

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  9. Beautiful post! Congratulations on your multicultural family and I can't wait to hear more translation stories. Thanks for the laugh.

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  10. Loved this Ang. Beautifully captured. I was lucky enough to witness this amazing day of celebration. I personally had never seen anything like it; it was fantastic. It reminded me why I love our country so much.

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  11. hahahahaha Yep, multicultural families are fun :) Just ask Thommo about things that come out of my mouth! I may have not said anything as awesome as your dad, but I do say random things that make sense to me... but nobody else! But then there is even more fun once you start having children, and those little angels start mixing mummy's and daddy's languages! I should start a blog and just write things that come out of my daughter's mouth :) Looking forward to more stories :) Jenya

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  12. Oh I laughed out loud at that translation!
    I think it's great that you could incorporate too cultures not only into your life, but also your wedding. It sounds like it would have been a lot of fun :)

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  13. It sounds like a wonderful wedding. I joke that we are a multi cultural family as I am English but hubby is Aussie x

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  14. ha love it my brother has had a similar experience and my poor sister inlaw is always asking me how she should respond to different circumstances,

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  15. This looks great. I'm about as "anglo" as the come and until a few years ago had no idea how well some cultures celebrated stuff like Weddings.

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  16. Thank you for talking about multiculturalism and how amazing it is! I know a lot about this subject: Born and raised in Canada from Lebanese parents. And now, living in Australia because I married an Aussie who has Italian background... When someone ask me where I come from, I say I'm Canadian... But hang on a minute, with my dark hair and my "olive" skin I look like anything but Canadian!!!

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  17. Oh I love this! Thanks for sharing your beautiful day with us.
    I'm of Indonesian background and my husband is as white Aussie as they come! We had some traditional Indonesian customs at our reception too and oh, the memories! We'll be married for 3 years in a couple of weeks!

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