Saturday, November 18, 2006

The wai ( traditional Thai greeting) may seem insignificant to those who've not lived in Thailand, but for those of us who have, it's rather important. For Thai, it's not simply a greeting, but also a sign of respect to elders and those of higher social status. It's used as an act of appreciation when receiving a gift. It's also used when saying goodbye. Thai children grow up learning the grace of this action; they don't ever question when or how to perform it. For me, it's been slightly stressful.

I know that it sounds stupid that I've often stressed out about my wai. Do I wai too often? Are my hands too far up, or not far enough? Do my elbows stick out too much? I've frequently chastised myself for waing to students in spur of the moment greetings. On many occasions I've neglected to wai my elders. They've always graciously overlooked my mistakes, but it's embarrassing and frustrating to me. I can assure you that it didn't help my frustration, when one of the Thai ministers at our church mentioned that foreigners always mess up the wai.

I tried harder.
Made many more mistakes.
Felt ridiculous practicing in front of the mirror. (Really, I did!)

On my way to church a few weeks ago I passed by one of the elders. Teaching supplies and my Bible weighed down my arms, but still I greeted him. I raised my hands and carefully placed them to my lips, the tips of my thumbs on my chin. I inclined my head slightly. I smiled and waited.

He beamed.
Actually told me, "Wai suwai," ( beautiful wai)
And returned my greeting with a delightful wai of his own.


For those of you who have never lived in Thailand this simple encounter may seem ridiculously uneventful, but it sent me floating through the rest of my day.