I really enjoyed listening to Chimamanda. Her talk was enlightening and kept me interested. What resonated with me was how easily we as people profile others and that we can all admit to doing this to some extent. When Chimamanda met her roommate, she was shocked by how well Chimamanda spoke English and asked if she could listen to her "tribal music". Chimamanda cracked me up when mentioning how disappointing it must have been for the roommate to hear that it was Mariah Carey. In all seriousness though, the roommate had a picture painted of who Chimamanda was based on where she was from. Chimamanda admitted to being guilty in the question of a single story. When visiting Guadalajara, she felt a slight surprise when observing the people going to work, rolling up tortillas in the marketplace, laughing, and smoking. Chimamanda was then overwhelmed with shame. She was immersed by the media coverage of how Mexican people were fleecing the healthcare system, sneaking across the border, being arrested, etc. She had formed a picture that Mexicans were the "abject immigrant". Chimamanda had bought into the single story of Mexicans.
Storytelling has been around for thousands of years and allows people to share information to memory. It’s a wonderful thing. However, stories have a tendency to show a people, place or thing as one thing over and over again (a single story as Chimamanda stated). We need to rewire our society to realize many stories matter. As Chimamanda mentions, once we reject the single story, that there is never a single story, we regain a kind of paradise. This will take work. Learning that single stories can come from lack of knowledge and/or misunderstanding and how it’s important to clear up misconceptions by spreading many stories will create a more accepting world.