Apparently this is what John said at the I-House room lottery in the late 1980s. I was in Honduras, and my proxies were excited: “Marne got her room”!!!!! We giggled over this after we met in I-House the following fall. I was in my 5th semester, an archaeologist, the former President of I-House, recently engaged, and I had a highly suspect Central American accent. I suspect that that is how “a Marne” will always remain for him.
I still have the Honduran accent, but so much about who I am and what I do has changed. I think a lot about my “self presentation”, particularly as my fields don’t overlap neatly. I’m a mom. I am an administrator who works in the field of international education. I’m an archaeologist. I’m very different in each of these roles. What a Marne is depends on very much on context, and I read those contexts and respond accordingly. I’ve been told I am very diplomatic, which I find hysterical, as will anyone who has me go off on the Ohio Driver’s Ed requirements. I’m way more fun in Spanish than I am in English, which is something I don’t get to showcase in Ohio. For a certain age range in Honduras, I am simply “Fluff’s mom”.
This is why, in part, I’ve avoided the digital realm. I can’t see the context, and as someone who studies identity, I worry about that. Yes, I know what I mean when I put something “out there”, but based on who is looking, do they see the same thing? Facebook is my current social media platform and I am mostly a lurker and reader. I’m not sure how to take the time or mental bandwith to read and comment and think. It gets to be a lot for me. I also take things really personally, so even a comment meant as neutral often becomes negative for me.
But I see younger colleagues, students, and my child embracing the digital realm. So I’m trying to jump in. Or sort of jump in. Maybe wade in with the ability to run to the shore when needed.