Americans are sooooo BIG. Yes. This is what I consistently hear from the Taiwanese. At first, it was a little funny, and amusing. But after while, I'm feeling like I gotta stick up for my peeps!
Yes. Over 60% of the American population is in the category of obese. I know this. It's unfortunate. However, I continue to tell people that not all Americans live on hamburgers and Coca-cola. Many really think that! Man. (Big sigh).
Also, we don't necessarily like ketchup on everything either. (eye roll).
The other day some of my students told me...we feel you are small for an American. Ok. Cool. Now I feel so much better about myself. Whew! I made the cut. But then, how do you define small for an American? I dunno if I should be taking this as a compliment. Hahaha. Whatever. Yes. I'm being totally facetious.
It's all relative. We live in a world of comparisons and standards. Who makes up these standards that we try so hard to live up to? Well...that's a topic for another day. Anyways...
Except! Only thing. I have these things on my arms that are quite alarming. Muscle. (Big gasp) Not always considered all that attractive here. Big deal.
I do try to point out that Americans are taller too. I stand a staggering 5'2", and for the most part, average in height in Taiwan. So, ever so tactfully, I explain that height adds to the American bigness. But really, who am I kidding? We are a pretty fat nation. Not being critical. Simply calling it like it is.
We talk about all this stuff in light, and have fun with it. However, it's amazing how perception becomes reality to many.
I'd love to tell my class...
Hey! I'm gonna take my Big American ass to the bathroom...be right back.
Only thing, don't think they would get the joke. Ya know. With the language and all.