Today I had my last meeting with Khalifa. I don’t think I’ve
mentioned this before but Khalifa takes being late to a whole new level. And by
that I mean if we agree to meet at 7 and if he arrives by 7:30 I’m impressed.
This time I waited almost an hour (not my longest wait of the semester) but I
used the time to get some homework done and he showed up so I was happy. His
cousin Abdul sat down and talked with us for a little bit which was neat
because I had met him briefly before but we had never really gotten the chance
to talk.
Also, since it was our last meeting, Khalifa insisted on
buying me something to eat. I told him thanks but that I would buy my own but
he was adamant. It was McDonald’s so I didn’t feel too guilty but still only
let him buy me fries. It was definitely a kind gesture and showed respect that
seems much more common in Saudi Arabian culture than it is in America. I would
always try to open doors for him when we were going places but he would never
let me. He always insisted on me going in first. In America, we would just take
it as a kind gesture and walk right in but it seems like they have certain
unspoken rules when it comes to that kind of stuff.
This was the first time that we had met at McDonald’s and
for some reason Khalifa seemed much more comfortable in the environment. Soon
this began to make sense as he professed his love for American fast food. He said
that he goes to McDonald’s for lunch multiple times a week and even had a table
at the campus McDonald’s that he usually sits at. He then began to list all of
the fast food restaurants that he loves here and trust me, the list was plentiful.
As funny as it may sound, this was one of the topics that we were most able to
relate to each other with. He thought it was really funny that my first job was
at McDonald’s and said that he couldn’t picture me behind the counter. He asked
me if customers were mean to me and he thoroughly enjoyed the stories that ensued.
He told me that he knows fast food is bad for you but it tastes so good and it’s
cheap. He was kind of surprised by how supportive I was of his fast food addiction
as his sister always tries to get him to stop eating eat. I will never be one
to judge people for eating too much fast food. While I worked at McDonald’s I
always got stuck in back drive-through and would regularly sneak burgers,
fries, and milkshakes back there. And during my senior year (thankfully I was
no longer working at McDonald’s) it got to the point where I would pick up fast
food before work pretty much every day. Luckily, at that time I was running
cross country or the results would have been disastrous.
The last fast food restaurant that he listed was In N Out and
he said it was by far one of his favorites. Since he’s moving to California in
a matter of days, I asked him if he was going to go to the original. His eyes
lit up. He had no idea that the original was in California but was very excited
to go and would be willing to drive hours just to go there once. When I told
him that when In N Out came to Texas a bunch of my friends and I drove an hour
to get there and then waited another two hours to get our food, I expected him
to respond that I was crazy. But he said he would do the same!
The more I thought about us connecting through fast food,
the more sense it made to me. When you think about American’s going to foreign
countries what is the one place that they always see and are comfortable
ordering food at? McDonald’s. Not only was fast food a way for Khalifa and I to
connect, I feel like it has become a way for the rest of the world to connect
with America and vice versa.
Finally, Khalifa brought up Juha one more time and said that
he was wondering if the editor who translated the stories from Arabic to
English made any mistakes. When I said that I didn’t notice a single one
throughout the book, he was amazed. With all of the difficulties he has
experienced in translating things from Arabic to English, he definitely admired
Salma Khadra Jayyusi.
After this we got up and got ready to leave. Khalifa made a
few jokes about crying as we said goodbye. Clearly, guys from all cultures
across the world enjoy joking about feelings. When we got outside I thanked
Khalifa for his time and told him that I really enjoyed getting to know him
over the course of the semester. Since he’s moving to California in two days,
there really won’t be any more chances for us to meet up and see how each other
are doing but I told him not to hesitate to text me if he ever needed help with
anything.
I have truly enjoyed my time with Khalifa over the semester
and it has definitely given me a different perspective on Saudi Arabia and
their culture. With all of the faces we see on TV and the negative publicity
that the region receives, it’s easy to associate the behaviors of a few with
the entire region. Especially since 9/11, I feel that it would be fairly
accurate that almost 100% of Americans at least believe at least one stereotype
toward people of the Middle East or at least have some reservations toward
people of the region whether these feelings are vocalized or remain internal.
Honestly, before I met Khalifa and even after our first meeting or two, I was definitely
one of those people. But, getting to meet Khalifa, and hear stories about his
homeland, and just being able to associate a friendly face with the region has
really made a difference for me and has truly been an eye opener. Hopefully, I was
able to provide the same type of experience for Khalifa and he will be able to
go back to Saudi Arabia and tell people that America is nothing like what they
think it is.