老大回/ Lily in China

Pictures!

2008-08-17T11:47:00.004-04:00

Yay! Back in the States, although my biological clock says otherwise. Here are some pictures which have been sorely missing due to slow internet connection:
Llama Temple, on a rare blue sky day in Beijing. This is purportedly one of the best kept temples outside of Tibet.

Adjacent to the Confucious Temple, the 国子监 used to be where scholars who scored high enough on the Imperial Examinations studied, I think. These stone slabs had the names of all those scholars carved into them. Innumerable.

At the Ten Crosses, a sort of outdoor park a couple hours outside of Beijing, there was one part in which people wrote their wishes on these red slips of cloth and tied them all around the trees and hanging strings. There might have been a romantic component to all this as well, as couples were taking pictures of themselves on a rock while making a heart shape with their arms.
The view from the highest point of a mountain in Ten Crosses. That was an exhausting climb, exacerbated by the humidity. All the boys took off their shirts, but the girls did not have such an opportunity.

2008-08-14T02:13:00.004-04:00

(I meant to post this last week on Friday, but in the hubbub of packing and studying for finals, I didn't get a chance to. Also, I will be posting many more pictures when I get back to the states because the internet here is simply too finicky to wait for the pictures to load):

Our lovely program has finally come to an end, and people have already started jetting back home half way around the world. At times like these, the rather sentimental atmosphere lends itself to thoughtful reflection on lessons learned.

For starters, the answer to every newly instated policy or obstacle is 奥运会, or the Olympics. It is clear that China views this event as much much more than a mere sporting event, despite what politicians say when challenged with protestors that use the Olympics as a sticking point. This is an opportunity to show the world what China is capable of, to show the West and the developed countries that China is fast on their tails, is fast catching up to them and will soon join the ranks of the world powers. What it has also, perhaps unintentionally, shown is that there seems to be no limit as to what China will sacrifice in order to "preserve face" for America and Europe. I was reading on NPR a couple weeks ago about the training schools that enroll kids as young as 3 to train to become Olympic gymnasts. If you look at the female gymnasts who recently competed, you will see that those from China are barely pubescent. This is also true of many other countries, but that does not make China's behavior any less indicative of its desire to compete among the best. China wants to send top-notch athletes and win gold and these girls will be the virginal sacrifices if need be, training relentlessly for their country.

On the ground level, Beijing has gone through radical transformations in preparation for the huge influx of tourists starting from 8.8.08. A couple weeks ago we were trying to find a vegetarian restaurant along QianMen (which we didn't due to my own stupidity) when we stumbled upon a fake street and long, fake walls which covered up neighborhoods of shabby and delapidated houses. The fake street was supposed to replicate "old traditional" China, but it lacked any real historical information beyond architectural style. There was nothing to do but to take pictures and wonder how many people were displaced so that lamp posts in the shape of birdnests could be built.

Later on one of my friends found the article in the Wall Street Journal which talked about this street and the nearby fake walls covering the houses. Apparently the government wanted to spruce up the place in time for 8.8.08, but when some residents refused to move they simply built a wall to hide the fact that these residents were living in slums. Again, to save face for the foreign tourists, China took some shortcuts when it should have gone the long way around and invested in fixing up these people's homes.

On the one hand, China is responsible for the shoddy workmanship and last minute fixes revolving around the Olympics. On the other hand, who is responsible for the pressure that creates the drive and necessity to take this route?

The National Indoor Stadium, where male artistic gymnastics was held.

The Court.

Light at the End of the Tunnel

2008-08-01T12:58:00.001-04:00

It is the seventh and second to last week of this program. In a week, I will be packing my bags and heading out to ChongQing to see my maternal grandparents. Just had another delicious language table. The vegetarians got segregated again, but we also got to order our own food which was a fair tradeoff as far as my stomach is concerned. We ate at a Korean place where you cook slices of meat or veggies on this hot skillet in the middle of the table. Deliciously fried.

As the difficulty level rises each week, the most reliable indicator of how long its going to take to memorize the characters is the number of four letter phrases we have that night. Whereas English is a language where length and eloquence are oftentimes not directly related (both long and short flourishes can be found), in Chinese the formality and quality are directly correlated to the absence of words. When the Chinese want to say something very important or special, they take phrases you would fin in normal speech and cut out about half the words. The 书面of almost every word is simply the combination of one character from two phrases that have the same meaning.

Below, I am going to list some of my favorite four word phrases learned thus far:

忧心忡忡：to be deeply worried

四面楚歌：besiged from all sides

千娇百媚：bewitchingly charming (of a female)

不识时务：to show no understanding of the times

不择手段：by fair means or fouls

眼高手低：to have high aims but low abilities

墨迹未干：before the ink is dry

遗臭万年：to leave a name that will stink to eternity (infamy?)

打草惊蛇：to beat the grass and startle the snake (to let others know what you are up to, which is usually something devious)

Heroine

2008-07-31T05:24:00.001-04:00

Every week we have to write a 报告，or report, on that week’s topic and present it to the class from memory on Friday. It counts as our oral exam. We are allowed to have papers with notes jotted on them in case we forget a point when we give our presentations, but we are not allowed to read our reports line for line.

The main purpose of these reports is to obviously practice new grammar structures and vocabulary orally within a contextual structure that is not that of our textbook. In other words, this is our chance to show that we have actually learned the 语法 beyond memorizing sentences from the book. There is a rubric which considers new vocab used, grammar, pronunciation, and content. I think my strongest point usually is content, and my weakest grammar, which is the inverse of what I should be focusing on. There really is not point about crafting a well argued presentation, given that the audience is eight students and three teachers, but I think learning how to argue persuasively in Chinese is a skill which will not only raise my 中文水平but also improve my reasoning skills (on a complete side note, I have gotten to the point where I can think of the word I want in Chinese, but for a split second not remember its English counterpart. I think this phenomenon and that of dreaming in a language points to some sort of progress).

This week we went to a museum of contemporary Chinese writers and the topic is to write a brief explanation of one of these authors. Unfortunately, the museum was pretty unhelpful in providing anything but the most basic of information (they did have lots of desks and lamps). I decided to write about 秋瑾，the feminist revolutionary, because she can be considered an author although she is better known for her political activities. Since I didn’t learn anything about her from the museum, I did a slow Google search (wikipedia was blocked through and through) and eventually found a book which did a nice little analysis on her writing.

What was disappointing was that after reading for five minutes I knew there was no way I could possibly do秋瑾 justice in any sense of the word given the great complexity and depth of her life. This is something which has lately fallen latent, the phenomenon of wanting to say so much more than your language level will allow. I am comfortable enough to argue in simplistic terms about political issues and topics which interest me, and my language skills have not presented a very obvious barrier lately. Until I read this well written excerpt by Lingzhen Wang in English and realized that I could not capture the eloquence and lilt with which this author described Qiu Jin’s life and writing.

The Stranger

2008-07-18T05:19:00.002-04:00

Last weekend after our midterm exam, we headed out for the mid-summer trip. You could choose to go either to Xi’An, Shaolin Temple, or Shan Xi. All the teachers said that if you hadn’t gone to Xi’An, then you should definitely choose that option, but if you’ve already been then there’s really not anything more to see. What I think they meant to say was that there are few tourist attractions in Xi’An other than the 兵马俑，or the Terracotta Army, and since we were only going to spend a weekend there it was extremely unlikely that we would see anything but the tourist attractions.

We headed out on Friday night on an eleven hour train ride in a hard sleeper. In China there are three types of trains: soft sleeper, hard sleeper, and hard seats. Price varies accordingly with comfort level. I traveled in a soft sleeper last spring break with my father when we came to put some family to rest.

As any DSICP student will tell you, the mid-program train ride out is extremely fun and silly. Given that everyone just finished a two hour written and oral exam on a semester’s worth of Chinese, the copious amounts of not-so-secretly smuggled alcohol onboard, and the fact that there are six bunks per sleeping section, things are bound to get crazy. It was a great opportunity to get to know some of the other kids in third and second year. Stories were exchanged, heartfelt discussions took place, and euchre was played.

In Xi’An, unfortunately the entire trip was arranged as part of a tour-bus. So, we would drive out to a place, stay for a couple hours, get back on the bus, drive for a couple hours, to go another place, stay for a couple hours, get back on the bus, eat at a buffet style restaurant, get back on the bus, drive to another place….(repeat). It was much more structured and touristy than the life I’ve been living in Beijing for the last month, so it was a little disappointing. However, from the perspective of our guide, I understand that our unflexible schedule was to keep everyone together and to prevent anyone from getting lost.

This brought up an interesting point. Although all of us have taken at least a year and a half of Chinese by that time, in Xi’An we were a liability. If someone had gotten lost or left behind, the tour company worried that they would press charges. Although we are all college students, legally adults, in some senses I do think we are children that need to be looked after. We are picky and 挑三拣四 about food, living conditions, classes, transportation, entertainment…

Our guide was very kind and accommodating to us vegetarians, and I couldn’t help but feel a little bit bad for making him go to so much trouble for our diets. I think the bigger picture behind the tour-bus experience was that although we are students staying for two months in China, we are still very much foreigners in this country. The hotel we stayed at, the restaurants we ate at, the show we went to on Saturday night are all well above the price ranges of actual Chinese people. The little luxuries and amenities that we enjoy as a result of being American and living on American dollars I think alienates us from what it is actually truly like to live in China. Although (almost) everyone is making an effort to really learn the language, many students are also here to party in a developing country with currency from a developed country.

This kind of expat culture, which I am certainly not exempt from, is a bit elitist and in my opinion a bit arrogant. Instead of finding commonality and common cause with the Chinese people, we are, by our own actions and others, elevated to a privileged pedestal from which we freely criticize the mistakes we see around us without ever having to worry about being truly effected by any of them. Kids complain about the pollution here, but then turn up the air conditioning to the point of wearing sweaters in their rooms and don’t take the little extra effort to recycle their water bottles. They want to take pictures of themselves in a beautiful mosque in the Muslim Quarter of Xi’An, but then refuse at the gate to wear the shawl given them to cover their arms and shoulders, which are all exposed in a spaghetti-strap blinding-bright pink dress. (There is one particular girl whose total disrespect and spoiled behavior in China toward her teachers and everyone around her really irks me).

I guess our main purpose isn’t to raise the 生活水平of the Chinese people, but I would like to think that sometime in the future I can count myself as equal, not higher or lower, than the 人民 of China.

(I had planned to write about the things we saw in Xi’An, but I think this post didn’t turn out so badly.)

Eat Your Vegetables

2008-07-14T05:16:00.004-04:00

I am a vegetarian (I won't go into the reasons here). That’s not a problem at school, since the dining halls are usually very good about accommodating alternative eating habits (even some vegan dishes!) But because, as someone once told me, to be vegetarian is to be anti-Chinese, I was anticipating some culinary problems here in the Middle Kingdom. However, it has not been as difficult as previously anticipated, partly because I do eat eggs and dairy products. If you are vegan, do not plan on eating out if you come to China. That is a luxury that can be sustained probably only in North America and Western Europe.

The options at most restaurants are limited to two or three dishes, but if you know where to go you can happen upon quite a large selection.

RESTAURANTS

粥 (apologies, I don’t actually know the name)

One of the restaurants near school that we eat pretty much three times a week is a place which specializes in粥, a rice based porridge-soup that can be cold, sweet, or savory. Usually we each order one bowl of粥 and a couple of dishes to share. My favorite porridge has black sesame paste in it, with a couple peanuts mixed in. It falls in the sweet category. The menu also has brightly colored pictures of everything the restaurant offers, so if your knowledge of Chinese dishes is limited to 蛋炒饭 you can still eat eggplant (which is now my favorite edible plant, if cooked properly)! One of my favorite dishes here is Kung Pao Tofu, which they can make without meat. It is spicy and refreshing.

The prices are very affordable and we usually don’t spend more than 30 yuan (less than $5).

Pure Lotus

This is a very upscale, classy restaurant in Sanlitun, the ex-pat playground of Beijing. I love this restaurant because EVERYTHING in it is vegetarian. The waiters and waitresses are supposed to be dressed like monks (though I’m pretty sure monks don’t wear pink and blue tunics). The bowls are in the shape of large oyster shells, the tea is served in clear pots and cups, and the food is beautifully presented (as well as delicious). However, it is not cheap and even after sharing the price is about 8 times what you would normally pay at another restaurant in China. But, converted to American dollars it comes out to be about $13-14.

Pure Lotus specializes in imitation meat, using a variety of tofu, beans, mushrooms, and spices to make the most realistic faux-pork you will ever eat. I don’t actually really remember what pig tastes like, but my friend who is a meat-eater said that she couldn’t tell the difference. Many of the dishes ordered at neighboring tables had very elaborate displays, with dry ice and fire. The names of the dishes are also rather silly, like Time Present, Past, and Future. I guess its all part of the “atmosphere”. They offer fake fish, beef, chicken, squid…

Come here if you have money and time to spare (it takes quite a while just to figure out what you want to eat because of the number of selections)

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This dish is composed of eggplant, potato, and green peppers cooked in some sort of brown sauce. If done well, it is absolutely delicious—crispy, succulent, and wonderfully fragrant. A restaurant in Xi’An didn’t know what it was, so it might be a Beijing dish.

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A staple of any Chinese meal, Tomato Cooks the Egg (a direct translation) is a slightly sour, usually sweet dish that leaves you feeling warm and fuzzy inside. It goes well with rice, and is very filling. I still think my mom makes it best.

The Wall

2008-07-05T08:16:00.003-04:00

Last weekend we went to the Great Wall at 司马台 which is a relatively calm and quiet section of the wall. I remember last time, when I was 12 or 13, there were people all over and all along the expanse selling postcards, napkins, water-bottles, and all manners of souvenirs. At the base of the hills, there were two housing complexes and two restaurants that offered accommodations to a couple other backpackers.

The plan was to see sunrise on the Wall, so at 3 am we woke up to begin the trek. Expectedly, the pitch-black, luke-warm air was swarming with mosquitoes. There weren’t any streetlamps to guide our way, but luckily two of the girls I was with brought flashlights. Retrospectively, it was probably a good idea that we climbed the beginning stairs in the dark, because I’m sure it would have been much more difficult had we known the actual number and height of the stairs to even the first tower. In this case, ignorance was bliss, because every time we reached the top of a set, we figured we were almost done. Also, because most of the ascent is bare staircase, without side walls, in the dark we couldn’t see how far of a drop it would have been if we happened to slip.

At 3 in the morning, the Wall is unsurprisingly quiet. Other than the slight chirrups of anonymous insects, there is a complete and encompassing silence. It seemed fitting, given the temporal, spatial, and historical distances all embodied in a structure composed of so many stones, of so many years, of so many lives. I heard a rumor that if you died while building the Wall, your body was shoveled among the stones because there was no time or opportunity to bury the corpse.

Although it was too foggy/cloudy/smoggy out to see the actual sun rise, there was a gradual lightening of sky until suddenly we realized it was day. Hot, sweaty, bitten, and tired, the students gathered at the top of the 12th tower to snack and rest before the long journey back down.

On the descent we saw a single-lane wooden bridge spanning a placid body of water, with people fishing along the embankment. The Wall continued far off into the distance.

One of many benefits of climbing the Wall at night is that you miss the large groups of tourists and other travelers, so that when you are afraid you might slip and tumble down thousand-year old stairs to hit your head on thousand-year old stones, you can cling for desperate life onto thousand-year old walls and not have anyone else see how silly you look.

After the sun lightened everything, the clouds eventually rolled out a bit and we were rewarded with a green landscape of mountains beyond mountains covered in blankets of tree growth. A rooster crowed every once in a while.

Academia

2008-06-30T05:12:00.001-04:00

Classes here are structured in 50 min blocks devoted to different ways of practicing the grammar structures learned in the textbook. Ours is called 无所不谈, which translates as Anything Goes. It shares an author (Chih-p’ing Chou) and sponsoring university (Princeton) with the Oh! China textbook CHNS 133 uses at Yale. I think Chih-p’ing Chou is some sort of Chinese textbook legend, because he’s also written the second and third year books, and I think maybe even the red book we used in CHNS 118. There are also certain recurring chapter topics that seem to be requirements for learning Chinese—going to the marketplace, transportation, and emerging ideas about consumption.

The topics we’ve covered so far range from the social harms stemming from cell phone overuse to the right of migrant children to obtain an education. The order seems rather arbitrary, but the authors manage to creatively sprinkle very useful vocabulary and sentence structures throughout the text. I’m hoping we will cover more controversial (and thus more substantial) topics later on, but I’m not holding my breath. At Yale we broached issues of human rights and Taiwan, and thus there was the opportunity for some sort of discussion beyond the author’s opinion, but I don’t know if that will happen here.

CLASSES

8-9 am: The first block of classes is called 大课. In fourth year, because there are only nine students, we only have one大课, but I hear in third year there are maybe 7 or 8? Anyways, during this time all the students gather in one room and the teacher reviews the grammar and vocab for last night’s assigned chapter. I am really lucky—I have Chen 老师 from Yale, and she’s fantastic. 大班is kind of stressful because you cannot stop paying attention to what’s going on for a second, because the teacher calls on you to answer a question about the text using vocab/grammar, and if you space out for just a moment, you will miss what she said and probably make a fool of yourself. Although everyone makes fools out of themselves at one time or another learning Chinese, so I guess it’s not that big of a deal. Chinese really is a language of humility, both in philosophy and in the seeming impossibility of ever coming close to its mastery.

9:10-10am: The next block of classes is called 小课 because everyone splits up into smaller groups to review the grammar structures. This is the opportunity to show off either how much you studied yesterday or how much time you spent goofing off on the internet (such a black-hole…). Because there are only three or four other kids in this class, not participating isn’t an option. I kind of like it though because the smaller class allows each student to actually practice the new words instead of day dreaming about that night’s dinner (which is so easy to do, especially given the plethora of places to eat here). You mostly use the grammar in the context of the textbook’s topics. I wish there were more leeway to be creative and make up your own sentences that weren’t based on the book, but I guess time is short and each day’s lesson is long.

10:10-11am. This second 小课 is my favorite because it is a forum for unstructured speech. The teacher asks you a couple questions centered on that lesson’s topic, and you are then free to answer based on your own opinion, though hopefully using the grammar structures. I think that this class really strengthens a student’s understanding of the material because it allows her to explore the limits and extensions of syntax patterns. Sometimes the conversation is a bit stilted and artificial if it centers completely around repeating lines from the book, but otherwise it’s the closest the class gets to a real conversation in Chinese.

The teachers here in fourth year are really fantastic. Besides 陈老师, we have a Zhao and Song 老师as well. They are really nice, and during the language table on Fridays they are just like two other students, who speak fluent Chinese. I think the ease with which the students and teachers and converse really strengthens not only our performance in class but also our experience as a whole in the Middle Kingdom.

On the whole, I am satisfied with the academic program here, and am seeing weekly progress in my own Chinese, as well as that of my classmates.
My Teachers! From left to right, me, Song Laoshi, Zhao Laoshi, and Chen Laoshi.

Where I live! the dorms are super nice.

A Picture is worth a Thousand Words

2008-06-24T02:45:00.002-04:00

Success! A picture of my dorm room. I'll try to post more later if the internet is cooperative.

Destination: Anything Goes

2008-06-20T04:34:00.002-04:00

After a two hour plane ride from Wuhan, where I was visiting relatives for a couple of days, I finally arrived in foggy Beijing on the morning of June 13^th. Unfortunately, the program only set up two pick up times, 8 am and 3 pm, and I was lucky enough to land at 11 am, right in between the two. So, I took a taxi ride to Capital Normal University and arrived at the College of International Education.

All the students in the Duke Study in China Program live in this building, which is divided into two parts—the north part which is mostly dorms set up in a hotel style, and the south part which holds classrooms and other academic facilities for international study.

The living conditions here are very very nice. There are 16 floors (I live on the 15^th) and each room is a double. I’ve tried attaching pictures but the internet here just won't have it. (Internet is very spotty here)

Each floor has a kitchen and a laundry room, except for mine and the 12^th floor. The odd thing about this building is that there is no 13th or 14th floor. Although in western superstition, 13 is an unlucky number, I’m not sure whether or not triskaidekaphobia is also a local phenomenon (sorry—I had to throw in that big word because this is one of the only times I’ll probably be able to use the word without it seeming completely superfluous). As much as I love Yale’s residential system, it’s nice to have this opportunity to live in a more traditional college dorm setting, with smaller rooms off a large hallway.

The weather here is very very misty. I haven’t figured out yet if that is due to clouds or due to pollution. My taxi driver on the way here said that the one thing money couldn’t buy in time for the Olympics was blue sky, but apparently the government is giving him a run for his money. Rumor has it that the Chinese government was trying to clear up the skies in time for the Olympics by seeding the sky with silver nitrate, which supposedly causes precipitation and thus removal of all that debris up in the air. Of course, this means it rains some rather unhealthy chemicals, but I don’t know what they’re doing about that. It seems that it is important for China to appear hospitable and welcoming to foreigners during this quite exciting but also quite trying time.

I think China’s attitude during the Olympics brings up some interesting points about the relation of America to other countries. On the one hand, China is really invested in projecting a modern image of itself consistent with and acceptable to Western liberalism. Beijing underwent major construction overhauls to prepare for the games. Numerous skyscrapers are built on the streets where old apartment buildings used to stand and small vendors used to sell their wares. Economically the country courts numerous banks and investment firms to set up shop in bustling metropolises. McDonalds, KFCs, and TGI Fridays litter the maps of the major cities. On the other hand, China’s government is also determined to grow into modernization on its own terms. The government’s extensive control of the media and public perception attests to the importance placed on reputation, and making sure that people understand Chinese advancement in certain and limited terms by removing the not-so-palatable parts (Tibet and Taiwan). And although there are very harmful and negative consequences of exerting extensive punishment and control over those who oppose the official party line, it is regardless a sign of the struggle China is undergoing in trying to control how it operates in a new global context dominated by Western influences. This is not to say that the country should not be held accountable for what it does during these growing pains, but rather that the West oftentimes is implicated, directly or indirectly, in these troubles by either profiting from them or by promoting an image which results in their perpetuation.

One example is the toy and toothpaste scare (which included more than toys and toothpaste), in which products made in China were found to have toxic levels of certain chemicals in them. The media only fingered one of many culprits—although China certainly does hold some of the blame, the main offender is unbridled, unregulated Capitalism. It is competition between transnational corporations, each aiming for a higher and higher profit, looking only at the bottom line, which drives administrators down the chain of command to cut wages, endanger worker safety, eliminate benefit programs, ignore environmental impacts, and to compromise product quality. If the main concern is profit, then profit will be maximized by whatever means possible. Especially by CEOs who receive ridiculous benefit packages.

And although it is dubious to say the West is responsible for Capitalism (which might have had its roots in the mercantilism and global travels of European sea-merchants in the 17^th century, and of course Adam Smith) it is undeniable to say that currently America specifically holds one of the highest positions of economic clout in this system, such that it both benefits from and perpetuates the circumstances which lead to scandals like the toy and toothpaste scare. When I say America, I mean various American political policies regarding international trade and deregulation, various American based corporations participating in outsourcing and encouraging a race to the bottom, and various American military actions that undermined local governments and local economies to promote Capitalism.

Of course, like many things capitalism creates both positive and negative effects. It is the high standard of living and wide accessibility of goods in America which China and so many other countries strive to achieve, through perhaps less than perfect means. But, industrialization and entry into the first world have never come cleanly (metaphorically and literally in terms of pollution) or without obstacles.

I guess what all this means to say is that it is not enough to simply point fingers and call names. To use a friend’s favorite saying, things are almost never black and white, but a million shades of gray.

Girl Power

2008-05-20T23:04:00.002-04:00

In preparation for my summer immersion in China, I decided to brush up on my listening skills by watching a TV adaptation of the Chinese novel 红楼梦，also known as “A Dream of Red Mansions.” Written by Cáo Xuěqín sometime in the 18^th century, it chronicles the (mis)fortunes of the wealthy Jia family I think during the Qing dynasty. Given that the novel is one of the four great written Chinese classics, I hope to read it sometime in the future and appreciate its literary beauty. But with my current limited Chinese knowledge, I will settle for this adaptation. Perhaps after the summer I will give it a shot.

One thing that struck me about this novel was the abundance of female characters. I assumed that because Confucius was an important philosophical figure in Chinese history, he inevitably colored later novels and stories with his particular view of things. Although I know very little of Confucius teachings, the one thing I do know is that they are overwhelmingly misogynist—one famous saying of his that we learned in class was 女子无才便是德，which roughly means “a woman without ability is virtuous”. Essentially women are supposed to obediently serve the various men throughout each stage in life, from father to husband to son. But it seems I have overestimated the importance of Confucious teachings at least in this work.

In 红楼梦, the only permanent main male character is Jia Baoyu, who is portrayed in the beginning as a very silly and temperamental boy. Although I have only watched 7 out of 36 episodes, it is very apparent that the households are largely matriarchal, with strong females running the family affairs. However, these strong females are very much within a specific context—they have bound feet, they are kept in the house and never venture beyond the gates into the city, and they often speak in a roundabout manner to get at a point. Especially in the presence of men they like, the women take on coy and annoyingly high-pitched voices—perhaps this is just an adaptation present in the tv series that is absent from the novel. Particularly irksome is Lin Daiyu, who goes into a passive sulk whenever Jia Baoyu so much as speaks to another female. However, for the most part, especially in the character of Wang Xifeng, women efficiently exercise command within a domestic context.

It is refreshing to see females play such important and traditionally male-dominated roles in a classic Chinese novel. This pleasant surprise reminds me of the lesson in which we learned about 秋瑾，a radical female revolutionary who attempted to overthrow the corrupt Qing Empire. In a culture which seems to value boys much more than girls, it is nice to see some resilient female leaders.

2008-05-01T15:46:00.001-04:00

This is where I will be posting about my time in China on the Light Fellowship.

I am so excited.