Sunday, June 28, 2009

I stumbled across your picture today
I could barely breathe
the moment stopped me cold and grabbed me like a thief
I dialed your number but you wouldn't be there
I knew the whole time but it's still not fair
I just wanted to hear your voice
I just needed to hear your voice

What do I do with all I need to say
so much I want to tell you every day
though it breaks my heart
I cry these tears in the dark
I write these letters to you but they get lost in the blue
cause there's no address in the stars

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

This is a test

This is a test to see if I can actually post a blog via email, and also plagiarize my sister.  She sent me this conversation she overheard between one of her friends and an Aussie.  So if this works and you read it please comment so I'll know it worked :)

Chao - I'm looking for a job.
Anonymous lady - Have you applied in a computer shop?
Chao (looking confused) - No, I applied at McDonald's.
lady - But aren't you good at fixing computers and things?
Chao - Um, I can fix my computer when it breaks.
lady - Can't you just tell people what's wrong with their computers and things?Aren't you really tech savvy?
Chao - No, I've never had any training with that.
lady - Well it seems like there are always Asians in computer shops.  You could probably get a job at a computer shop because you're Asian.  Why don't you go apply at one of those?

Now, I'm aware that some things in Asian cultures seem silly and irrational to Westerners.  For instance, in some cultures, when you're born, you're considered 1 year old.  

For anyone who is looking to make friends with someone from an Asian culture, let me just tell you that it is at least 3 times more ridiculous to try and change 2 students' minds on the subject.  They did not invent their culture's methods.  So you can waste your time trying to logically prove that people aren't one year old until they've lived 12 months outside the womb, but really, what are you accomplishing? 

You're succeeding in criticizing something that they can't help.  You're making them feel foolish.  You're probably offending them.  Besides that, let's entertain the notion that it's not as ridiculous as first appearances suggest.  Perhaps they start counting from conception.  Perhaps they use the number as "in the first year of life" rather than "has lived one year."

I'm not an expert on cross-cultural relationships, but I know one or two ways NOT to show care.


Thursday, May 7, 2009

Love, peace, and pineapples

I just finished reading The Five Love Languages and I really liked it.  It's not anything he said was earth-shattering or even new--but a light bulb went on in my head and now I can see things that were vague shadows before.

I've known for a long time that I love spending time with people.  That the most mundane activities can become the highlight of my day when shared with someone I enjoy being around.  I just wasn't quite aware how vital quality time (and quality conversations) were to my sanity.
Dr. Chapman uses the metaphor of a "love tank" to illustrate how one feels at a particular time.  If your love tank is empty it can radically affect your entire outlook and happiness.

I don't like to admit it but I struggled with a hefty amount of culture shock a few months after coming here but I think I've stumbled upon the source of the difficulties.  The other Americans here were often busy and I rarely saw them, but my Chinese friendships were still too new to be deep--and growth hindered by cultural/communicative differences made them develop slowly.  I almost never got the chance to sit down and have a conversation more meaningful than, "Are you used to the climate here?" or, "Do you want a Chinese boyfriend?"  It felt like I was missing some part of my heart I didn't even know I needed.

Thankfully after five or six months I did develop some close friendships which have meant the world to me.  And more of them are feeling natural every day.  I have a lot to be thankful for.


"If someone thinks that love and peace is a cliche that must have been left behind in the Sixties, that's his problem.  Love and peace are eternal."
-John Lennon

Saturday, April 18, 2009

孩子

I had a conversation tonight that just left me puzzled and smoldering with hidden anger over the injustice.  Now I don't plan to have kids so maybe I can't understand the kind of boy-fervor that seems to possess otherwise rational people at childbearing time.  Can someone please explain to me why having a son is better than having a daughter?

In a country where there is already a significantly greater number of boys than girls, it seems to me to be approaching foolishness to wish for a boy and be upset over having a girl.

This sweet, beautiful girl came over for dinner tonight and as we chatted she told me that she has 4 cousins who hate her.  I couldn't understand why they would feel that way so she explained.  The day she was born, her grandfather was so upset when he heard that she was a girl instead of a boy, that he had a heart attack and died.  Now her aunts feel as though it is her fault that she died, and have hated her since the day of her birth.  Naturally they passed those feelings on to her cousins.  Her own father even told her that if she had been a boy her grandfather would still be alive.

Has anyone besides me considered the fact that it's his own stinkin fault for wanting a boy so badly that he would get that upset about it?  I mean who has a heart attack about the birth of a new child?  I simply cannot grasp the reason behind the obsession.  I was just reading an article about the trafficking of stolen boys, especially in the South, where she is from.  People who have a daughter and the required sterilization are so desperate for a son that they buy them--from a kidnapper.

I just don't get it.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly be broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully around with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket - safe, dark, motionless, airless - it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable... the only place outside Heaven where you can be perfectly safe from all the dangers... of love is Hell.

-C.S. Lewis

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Check this out!

Either Google is ingenious or really stupid, we're about to find out. Check out this article. There are some great things about living in China.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Hunger

I’m pretty hungry right now, so maybe that’s why I’m thinking about this topic.  I ate from snack street on my way to Chinese class but apparently I didn’t get enough food.  Then I got back to my apartment (which I don’t have to pay for) and got on my laptop (which I often complain about) to read the New York Times and read about how an estimated 22 more children will die per hour this year, due to the ‘global financial crisis.’

Suppose I hadn’t eaten any dinner tonight, and you were sitting next to me with a steak, mashed potatoes, bread, and salad.  You would never finish all the food on your plate there is so much.  If the only way I was going to get anything to eat for dinner is if you shared, would you?  I like to assume the best in most people so I tend to think most of you would share.

These are some old statistics but I think they’re pretty relevant today, regardless of the exact number.

400 million people lack the calories, protein, vitamins and minerals needed to sustain their bodies and minds in a healthy state.  Millions are constantly hungry; others suffer from deficiency diseases and from infections they would be able to resist on a better diet.  14 million children under five die every year from the combined effects of malnutrition and infection.  As many as 1.2 billion people—or 23 percent of the world’s population—live in absolute poverty struggling to survive.  This means they do not have sufficient income to meet the most basic biological needs for food, clothing, and shelter.  Absolute poverty is probably the principal cause of human misery today.  The problem is not that the world cannot produce enough to feed and shelter its people.  People in the poor countries consume, on average, 180 kilos of grain a year, while North Americans average around 900 kilos.  The problem is distribution.  There is another picture to look at.  The opposite of absolute poverty is Absolute Affluence.  Absolute Affluence is defined by people who have more income than they need to provide themselves adequately with all the basic necessities of life.  After buying food, shelter, clothing, health services, and education, they still have money to spend on luxuries.  Instead of choosing food to stop hunger, we choose food based on what tastes good.  Instead of buying clothes to keep warm, we buy them to look good.  We buy houses to be in a better neighborhood or to have a playroom, not to keep out the rain.  After all of this there is still money to spend on a stereo system, video-camera, and vacation.  By this standard the majority of citizens in Western Europe, North American, Japan, Australia, New Zealand, and the Middle Eastern states are all absolutely affluent.  There are therefore, the people who could, without threatening their own basic welfare, transfer wealth to the absolutely poor.  Americans give .15 per cent of the Gross National Product to poor nations, while spending 5.5 per cent on alcohol.

To give you an example from a philosophy book I had in college:

The path from the library at my university to the humanities lecture theatre passes a shallow ornamental pond.  Suppose that on my way to give a lecture I notice that a small child has fallen in and is in danger of drowning.  Would anyone deny that I ought to wade in and pull the child out?  This will mean getting my clothes muddy and either cancelling my lecture or delaying it until I can find something dry to change into; but compared with the avoidable death of a child this is insignificant.  It seems uncontroversial that if it is in our power to prevent something very bad from happening, without thereby sacrificing anything of comparable moral significance, we ought to do it.

Would anyone disagree with this?  I agree completely and yet I do not live as if I believe that.  If I take this seriously and act upon it my life would look completely different.  I probably will not see a child drowning in a pond but every day I can assist someone living in poverty.  I know that it is a bad thing, and it is within my power to help at least one person if not more without sacrificing anything of comparable significance.  I have an obligation to help, an obligation just as strong as the obligation to rescue a drowning child from a pond.  Not to help would be wrong.  Helping is not a charitable act that is praiseworthy to do, but it is something that everyone ought to do.

I am bringing this to your attention because I struggle with it.  I find myself buying a cup of Starbucks coffee when I could EASILY go downtown, find someone who would not eat dinner that night, and spend that 3 bucks buying them food.  Everything I own is just kindling for the end of the world barbecue anyway, so why am I trying so hard to hold onto it?  I’m bringing this to your attention so that you will hold me accountable.  What do we really NEED?  Not very much.  I’m not pointing the finger at anyone but myself.  The Bible talks about money more than almost any other subject and I think there is a reason for that.  I think Jesus meant what when he said in Matthew 19.  How can I get rid of this poison in my mind that thinks I need so many things I do not actually need?