IN COLLEGE, I joined other American students for a semester abroad experience in China. Because I was born there and had visited relatives before, I knew how to conduct myself waiting for a bus or train—when the door opens, rush in! But my American classmates were flummoxed. They would wait respectfully for those stepping off and then try to find some semblance of a line to follow. There was none, only the chaotic surge of the crowd.
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