Helsingin Sanomat (the national Finnish newspaper)
has published an opinion piece that is agitating and bringing up discussion
especially in social media. When I read it I was left both speechless and
embarrassed.
“Finns’ strange mannerism made an American family
leave the country. Finns don’t greet each other. Why is it so difficult to them
even if it’s part of good manners?,” the man writes in his opinion piece.
A half Australian and half Finnish man having lived
in Finland most of his life says that there was an American family living next
door to him for three years. Finally they decided to move back to the US. The
reason they had was that they got fed up with the Finnish mannerism – strangers
not to greet each other.
The man writes that in the farewell party he asked
his neighbors what they think about Finland. The answer was harsh – they could
not have warm memories about a country where people don’t greet each other. The
Americans first thought Finns behaved in the way because they were foreigners.
But in time it came out it was just part of the game with everyone – even between
Finns.
The man considers the issue from an Australian view
point. “If you walk in a park in Australia and pass people and don’t greet them
you’re considered all over weird. Occasionally, it’s also common to stop to
swap a few words about the weather or something like that. If someone doesn’t
greet you they are considered weird and even dubious.”
The man says that he’s noticed that if one greets
strangers in Finland s/he is considered weird and greeting a stranger brings up
suspicion. He’s surprised it’s totally upside down in Finland compared to other
places.
Unfortunately, I cannot doom his opinion piece
completely. One of the Finnish stereotypes is that we Finns are shy, introvert,
and anti-social. Let’s take an example that you take a bus somewhere. People
sit on the bus and either look out of the window, have their eyes stuck to
their phones, read books or magazines, or if there’s nothing else to do they look
at their hands lying on their laps. But they hardly even look other passengers
into the eyes.
If one starts chatting with a stranger on the bus
s/he’s considered weird. People might even try to end the chat – not in a rude
way, of course, but just to let it die out. We don’t lack all the manners after
all.
I will never forget the feeling I had when I spent
a month in England in 2003. I was in a language course and I lived in a small
town on Isle of Wight. It was a cultural shock when I went to shops and other
places like that and the staff came to me, nearly gave me a hug, and said, “How
can I help you, my dear?,” or, “What can I do for you, darling?” If I called a
stranger “my dear” or “darling” in Finland they’d most probably call the
white-jacket guys to take me away.
But it’s quite sad really. When I came back to
Finland I was in shock again because I realized how introvert we Finns really
are in a way. At the cash desk in the supermarket, the seller mostly tells the
price to you and may wish you a good day – but only ‘may’. It doesn’t happen
each time.
So, in a way I sympathize with those Americans. And
to speak my mind, this is the type of cultural thing I’m not proud of. We Finns
don’t know how to do “small talk”. It’s just not part of the culture.
And the idea of this entry is not to mock my own
country or culture. It’s a cultural thing. But every time it’s brought up by
foreigners it simply feels quite… umm... well, it’s even hard to find a proper
adjective to describe how it really makes me feel!
You, your mom and your Aunt Tuula are the only Finns I have ever had contact with, and I have found the three of you to be charming and friendly. Perhaps I would need to visit Finland to see if I had a similar experience.
ReplyDeleteGreat post Tiina. I've never been to Finland but if one day I find myself there I will think of this post! It sounds like people of Finland are not being rude they just don't know how to small talk. I think there are people in America that react the same way. I am a talker and I often get a person's whole life story by the time we checkout at the grocery store..lol.
ReplyDeleteWhen you start to dissociate from the place where you live, it's time to move.
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