Why is there negative context to the phrase “You look Haitian” Or “You look like a Haitian”? When I think about what a Haitian actually looks like, the answer is, like a regular black person. Haitians do not have a traditional garb they wear, like an African in Ankara print, an Indian in a Sari, an Asian person in a Kimono, etc. Haitians don’t even wear or rep their flag that often. So what are people saying when they say “you look Haitian”? They’re saying you look like you don’t match. You look like you don’t have any sense of style or fashion. You look like you don’t speak English. You look like you wear highwaters. When someone says you look African, or Indian, or Asian, you might think of someone wearing the garments that I mentioned are traditional to those people. With Asian people, you might be referring to the slantedness of their eyes. To say someone looks Puerto Rican or Dominican means they have fair skin and long curly hair. Why is the description for these other people favorable (at least not negative) and the ones for Haitians bad? Where does that come from? Because honestly every other country has immigrants who come to this country and don’t speak English, don’t look like the current fashion, etc. I am guilty of this. Everyone I know is guilty of this. I am just confused about how it started and how we can change it.
Maybe because I only know Spring Valley, NY and I only know what Spring Valley, NY is saying about Haitians. And maybe because I only know Spring Valley, NY, I have it twisted about other cultures. I know us Haitian kids born in america or who emigrated here at a young enough age where they identify more with america than Haiti, are the ones saying some of these things…if not all of them. As if we’re not describing people in our families, mothers, fathers, aunts, uncles, definitely grandmas and grandpas. Why are we ashamed of our people? Why are we ashamed to be Haitian? Why are we all “Zoe’s” on Haitian flag day now, but in elementary school we made fun of the ESL kids who just came from the homeland? Why didn’t we speak creole with them? “You don’t look like you’re Haitian.” And that one is supposed to be a compliment! I am not trying to point any fingers because I would definitely be pointing them at myself and a lot of people I know. I am finally sitting down and trying to connect back to island of my people. We watch a random stranger get killed on the news and we cry, we mourn, and we commemorate. Well we Haitians have a whole island of “strangers” that we can be crying and mourning! We have a whole nation of our brothers and sisters, fellow “zoes” living in poverty and third world conditions. I am having a hard time understanding how we ever came to get so caught up in the american struggle that we forgot about everyone left back in the Haitian struggle. True, you can’t help anyone until you’ve helped yourself, but I feel like I need to disconnect myself from the worry about the plight of the Black race in america.
It feels kind of wrong to say that, but I can’t justify tears I’ve cried over people here when I have had and will continue to have family die over there and I’ve never shed a tear for them. I don’t think I am wrong, just disconnected. It’s not in my face like american media. It’s not on my facebook or instagram feeds. It’s not on my radio stations. It’s not in my conversations with people. So I want to engulf myself in the culture as much as I can until I can get over there and really experience the life for myself. Reading the news, watching the news, listening to the music, talking about it. I spent a few hours on instagram looking at Haitian political cartoons and learned about a struggle I had no idea about. No clue! Petro Carribea. In a conversation with a bunch of Haitian people my age, I wonder how many would know what that phrase means. Smh at me and all of us in the oblivion. I just feel like I owe it to my ancestors. I respect and appreciate the Black-american ancestors who made the life I am currently living a possibility, but my roots don’t trace back here. And where I’m rooted is still in turmoil. Is still light years behind the Black-american fight. I will make it a point to identify myself as a Haitian-american from now on.