I took the Strassebahn No 16 to Cologne yesterday and sat near the far end of the second car where three young women (two dark skinned and clearly Indian and one less dark skinned) were sitting together, chatting in English (or variants thereof). A fourth young woman, who was facing them, was clearly following their conversation.
The fourth young woman, who identified herself as “Moroccan born in Germany”, engaged the Canadian woman, who identified herself as “Canadian with Serbian parents” and a conversation started. Interestingly their opinions differed. While the Moroccan woman thought German society is closed to migrants and Canada was open, the Canadian woman thought that Canada has the reputation of being open but it is not any more and that quite to the contrary Germany was “much more open, doing so much more to integrate migrants”.
The situation’s telltale of course was that, while the two women were very similar (both born to first generation immigrants in a foreign country) one identified herself as a native born to foreigners (“I am Canadian, my parents are Serbian”) and the other identified herself as a natively born foreigner (“I am Moroccan, born in Germany”).
Obviously this is one single data point and I am not sure whether a conclusion is possible (some thoughts are due though…) but when the Canadian woman said “Serbia had a bad reputation and it is not good to be associated with it” I realized that she was brainwashed out of her own identity. When after 10 minutes the Moroccan woman had to get off the train and she cross-cheek kissed all three (surprised) women goodbye, with a chirpy sunny smile on her face and said “we Moroccans are like that” I knew who I liked the most.