Thursday, January 15, 2009

Locals are people, too

So I wrote a column for the Scroll this week, and I liked it. It was all about the inauguration and stuff and I thought I'd put it on here. But I wrote it on the office computer and in the grand tradition of i-Comm, it's not online yet. Or, more likely, it's online but extremely difficult to find at this point. But I did find this one relatively quickly (it was published March 27, 2008. Go figure) and since I DID just help publish the "Rexburg Living/Welcome Back" special section of Scroll, I thought this would work.

So, without further ado ...

Rexburg really isn't that bad — seriously

I’m from Rexburg. And, no, I’m not apologizing for it.

I love watching people’s faces when I answer the standard questions:

My name is Breanna. They smile. Sometimes they even say, “Oh, that’s a pretty name.”

I tell them I’m studying communication. That usually gets a good reaction. “Ohh … are you going to be a journalist or something? That’s cool.”

And then, the clincher: I grew up in Rexburg. Silence.

Or, sometimes it’s worse than silence. Just last week, a visitor in my apartment got to that point in our conversation and promptly turned to my roommate. He asked, “So, is she normal?”

I’m not kidding.

Reactions to my hometown in my time here have ranged from laughter to expressions of pity to an awkward fumbling of keys in the attempt to say something humorous or consoling.

While I admit I find these reactions comical, they still lead me to ask: How did locals get such a bad reputation?

Maybe it’s because many BYU-Idaho students can’t imagine growing up in a town so small. But my roommate is from Paul, Idaho, and that’s not even big enough to put on some maps. And you don’t hear her apologizing.

Maybe people pity me because I grew up in a homogenous religious “bubble.” But most students here are LDS, so it doesn’t make much sense for them to hate something they helped create, does it?

But, more likely, we’re just misunderstood. So I’m here to debunk some rumors about locals and stand up for the land I love:

1. We’re not all potato farmers.

But, we probably know one. Several, even. We maybe even worked for one at some point during high school. And, yes, Madison School District really does cancel school for 10 days for potato harvest. You can thank us when you eat your Wendy’s French fries.

2. We don’t all live at home.

Yes, many locals DO move out of the house. And even if some don’t, they still attend a college ward and are part of the campus. But independence shouldn’t stop anyone from taking advantage of free laundry.

3. We don’t like the cold, either.

My friend recently told me as we walked across campus, “Breanna, no offense to you or anything, but Rexburg is really cold.”

I found this, too, amusing — it was as though he expected me to either 1.) Not realize it was freezing, or 2.) Prefer the cold. Since the second is absolutely ludicrous, let me debunk one last misconception:

4. We’re not Eskimos.

No human being could possibly acclimate to the Rexburg tundra. We just know how to dress. You should have seen me last January — I wore four sweaters at a time and legwarmers for days.

And we have beautiful summers, by the way.

So next time you meet someone from Rexburg, skip the stereotypes. Forget about them for everyone, for that matter, and focus on the individual.

Forget about Texans being egotistical. Forget about giant Utah hair. Forget about Oregonian tree- huggers. Forget about Californian surfers. Forget about fiery redheads. Forget about dumb blondes. Forget about east coast snobs.

When you really think about it, we’re all pretty similar despite our license plates. Get to know individuals — you might discover there are more “normal” people than you think.

9 comments:

Natasha said...

AMEN! Thank you Bre! I do get sick of the conversation turning weird when they find out that I am from here and I personally love the fact that we can get free laundry and the occasional homemade meal. Rexburg is the best place ever. :)

Katie said...

I love your column! Although I didn't grow up in Rexburg, it holds a place in my heart and I love it. Besides the 4 years I spent there at school, I have spent considerable amount of time there with my cousins (who are locals). So yay for Rexburg and yay for locals. I've never met someone from Rexburg I didn't like so that's the stereotype I'll hang on to. (By the way: I'm blog-stalking you, if you didn't already know and love reading what you write. So Hi and thanks for the smile today.)

Adam and Bri said...

Love this. That's some fab writing, Bre.

Camille said...

Love this post! You are such a great writer, Bre! Oddly enough, I get a lot of those same comments living in Las Vegas. Probably not as many as YOU... :-)

Idaho: It's the best! All there is to it. Plus we all know our state song. (ESPECIALLY Grandma O.) Pretty impressive if you ask me.

Jenn J. said...

Dressing for winter is much more fun, fashionable, and flattering than dressing during the summer. Rexburgians (Is that what they call you people? That's right, I said YOU people. I may be your sister, but I am most certainly not from Rexburg. Not that it's a bad thing.) Anyway, back to the task at hand... Rexburgians have it made when it comes to cute winter fashion. They get to wear it until July, and are back in it by September. Definite score.

The down side to that, it's hard to notice the adorable attire when the eye is drawn to the red rock all over the bottom of the jean. Bummer.

All fashion aside, Rexburg is a great place. I agree there is no need to feel apologetic. But unlike you, I will still continue to judge people by their license plates. 1J drivers and Utah drivers, can't be trusted. Watch out for them.

P.S. I'm speaking of true Utah drivers... not late joiners like myself. You know, the ones who actually learned how to drive while they lived in Utah. It scares me just thinking about it. If any of you are reading this, please know I love you, I just don't love your actions. :)

Yo Momma Lindsey said...

I love it! Nothing wrong with potato farmers, either. Holla, Grandpa! (By the way, yo momma is me, your fave cousin Lindsey!)

Yo Momma Lindsey said...

Oh, and Jenny, are our parent 1J or 2J? I've got to imagine my dad is the "bad" one!! The man doesn't believe in stop signs!

JeNnA said...

LOVE IT LOVE IT LOVE IT!!! you are soooooooo good!!!! end of discussion!!

Jenn J. said...

Lindsey, 1J drivers are from Rigby. :) So yeah... consider yourself warned.