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Tuesday, November 16, 2004
Back to the Qin Dynasty and the Terra Cotta warriors " If you have not seen the pyramids, it is like one has never been to Egypt.The same as, if you have not seen the Qin Terra Cottas, you have not been to China."
(Former French Premier- President Shirac, in 1978)
Saturday, November 13, 2004
An unofficial tribute to Iris Chang- and then some American Chinese writer Iris Chang committed suicide and passed away on 12 November 2004. She was only 36 years old. According to the newspaper report in International Times, Iris Chang is the author of the New York Times Bestseller- Iris Chang approached her book from three angles. Firstly, the angle of the killing from the Japanese, how the Japanese soldiers carried out their orders and their reasons for doing so. Secondly, she explored the angle of the chinese victims of the Nanking killing, the agony, helplessness and fury of being betrayed etc. THirdly, the author wrote about the reactions of the Western countries when Nanking was under attack. Some countries rendered their assistance and some chose to sit on the fence. Statistics revealed that the total number of casualties as a result of the Nanking killing amounted to more than 350,000 people. In other words, if you laid down the corpses side by side, it would make a line stretching 200 miles. Iris Chang pointed out that the important point was not how many people died during the Nanking Murder. The focus should be HOW they died. Innocent civilans were made victims of the Japanese soldiers' sword practice tools, beheading them off at their pleasure. Women were raped, their breasts were cut off and the women were nailed to walls to die. Fathers were forced to rape their daughters, sons were forced to rape their mothers, and other family members were forced to witness the revolting acts. Various body parts were taken apart and barbequed. People were buried alive. The rest is just too agonizing to type here... but you get the idea. However, the Nanking Murder is very much an avoided issue. Within China, very little is said of the incident. Most just want to get the nightmare out of their minds and get on with their lives. In Japan, they have tried for decades to completely erase this part of history from the school curiculum. They have not acknowledged their crime. Instead, they are trying to cover it up and make everybody forget about it. Which is why, it is timely that an American Chinese decided to write about it in such depth and detail. For society is cruel. A true story coming out from the victim's mouth is never convincing enough. Had this book been written by a Chinese author of China, I do not think it would have made the New York Bestseller's list. To an outsider, you are merely lamenting over your misfortune. However, when an overseas author gives a detailed commentary of the event, people tend to believe it is more objective and they are more likely to be convinced by the contents of the book. It is indeed remarkable that an overseas chinese young lady has the urge and passion to come out with such a masterpiece. Chinese immigrants overseas tend to be more business orientated as it is a rat race out there. The first generation of immigrants may still have vivid memories of the war and may have retold the stories to their descendants. However, as time passes, most chinese immigrants adapt to the culture of the country that they have chosen to make their new home.Their children attend school in the local community and identify themselves as an American, a British citizen etc. for that matter. As much as the older generation try to exercise their influence over their children, to remind them of their ancestral roots, most young people of the new generation choose to identify themselves with something closer to what they call "home". For these reasons I have to concede that Iris Chang is indeed a rare gem. She was a new breed of young immigrant chinese authors who have come to realise the importance of getting in touch with her ancestral roots and bringing to light the various angles of history. Indeed, we need more authors like Iris Chang. Authors who respect history and go through all means to portray accurate account of events. In the last chapter of her book, Iris Chang used the heading" "A second rape". (my translation). According to her, the obstinate behaviour of the Japanese in their blatant refusal of acknowledging the crime they had committed, and showing no signs of repentance is in itself another act of crime. She quoted Elie Wiesel: " To forget an act of murder is a second comittal of murder." (my translation) I am proud that an overseas chinese author was able to research in depth the history of this brutal and inhuman incident, which scarred the chinese for life. Even now. It is with great sadness that Iris Chang has chosen to end her 36 years of life. She had so much to give. She was truly a gem. I supposed for a woman of such high calibre, she must have been a perfectionist. According to the newspapers she suffered from bouts of depression and never fully recovered from it. She put a bullet to her head... she wanted her family and friends to remember her at her best before she succumbed to depression. She leaves behind her husband and a two-year old son. On a more serious note, I feel that I have to put in this paragraph... it has always been in my mind. As young people of this generation, excelling in our professional fields is but a basic requirement. What we need to do is to establish our identity. What is the purpose of our existence in the society. What role have we been given to play and how well can we play that particular role, are matters which should be given adequate consideration. The most crucial thing is of course, we must identify ourselves with our race and culture. If we are of Chinese origin, we should make it an effort to understand the history of China. It is not enough to just visit your ancestral grounds in China and tell yourself that you have already identified yourself. It is only the beginning. Make use of the internet, do your research online. Read authoritative texts and commentaries of the politics of China. Keep yourself abreast of the latest developments. At an era when information is readily available at the click of a button, we should try our best to understand the history and development of our ancestral chinese roots. Language should not be made a barrier. Famous chinese talk show host, author and history researcher, Mr. Li Ao, in one of his talk shows commented that Mandarin is not a difficult language to learn. There are many word-processing softwares for Mandarin users which provide suggestions for different terminology use. If you bypass the stage of learning to write the characters, by using the software, you would find it more enjoyable to learn. Another tip which my friend has told me (she can't read or write Mandarin but she can speak very fluently) is to watch Chinese serials with English subtitles. Or listen to Mandarin songs. It would help a lot. For Astro users, Mr. Li Ao's talk show, " Li Ao You Hua Shuo" (translated as "Li Ao has something to say") is aired over Phoenix tv every Monday to Friday, 10.30pm. He gives an objective commentary of the politics and development of China and the tense relationship between Taiwan and China. He is very humorous and supports his arguments with documentary evidence. During the 30 minute show, he gives a humourous yet tactful commentary of the attitude of the Taiwanese towards the Chinese government.. you have to watch the show to fully appreciate it. Although I am planning, provided time permitting to translate some extracts of his talks. His talk shows make you think and consider matters from a different angle. Of course the above two paragraphs are already out of context here, but I feel it is my duty to enlighten those out there who are very much English orientated... I understand you must have your difficulties for not being able to learn the language. The environment may not be conducive and you may not have the time to learn. But at the end of the day, when you are asked to identify yourself, you need to identify yourself with a particular ethnic origin. You will eventually find inner peace. Hmmm... if the above paragraph has offended anybody in any particular way, I apologise in advance. I do not have any intentions of aiming these thoughts at any particular person and you do not need to feel offended. It is just merely my deep thoughts and I just want to share it with all my friends, far and near. Note: I was inspired to write this entry having read the relevant newspaper report in the International Times, Sarawak. The above is merely my personal opinion and does not represent the newspaper in any way. Thursday, November 11, 2004
Marriage-a renewable licence? When I was in Newcastle I came across these headlines: "PROPOSAL FOR MARRIAGE LICENCES TO BE ISSUED" (or something like that anyway). The idea behind the proposed marriage licence was to eliminate the need for couples to file for a divorce. Basically, when you get married, both of you get a licence to prove the legality of your union as husband and wife. The licence is renewable annually. Therefore couples will renew their marriage licences upon expiry if they wish. If not, the union ceases to exist and both parties are free to remarry and enter into new licences. To the older generation, they will simply brush aside this radical school of thought by saying "Young people just don't try hard enough to make their marriages work, this is another gimmick to try to run away from the marriage without any strings attached... " etc. With all due respect I beg to differ. First point to consider: "Young people just don't try hard enough to make their marriages work." To a certain degree, I do agree that some people rush into getting married without taking into consideration the financial and emotional commitment involved. But weren't these problems apparent in the older generation as well? The reason, the marriage was kept intact, was probably because one party was not financially stable, who is usually the wife. Therefore the only choice for women of that era was to keep quiet and get on with life, even if the marriage was on the rocks. Fast foward to our generation. Our parents invest in us, or in some circumstances, we invest in ourselves, large amounts of money to secure sound tertiary education. And most of us, upon graduation would be able to earn our dough, if not more. Therefore, the union of husband and wife does not lie on the basis of dependency. Rather, it is a union of mutual respect and a fusion of each other's strengths and weaknesses. There are times when you find your family members irritating. What more of someone whom you've only known for probably a few years? Therefore... when arguments heat up and no amount of coaxing from the parents or in-laws can mend the shattered relationship, most young people now would not hesitate to put an end to their misery and give each other another opportunity to start a new life. Does this mean they are not trying hard enough? I do not think so. I believe that young people nowadays have confidence in themselves to pull away from hopeless marriages and they will focus their energy on their jobs, other social activities, etc.. in short, get on with life. Secondly, the divorce process is long and excruciatingly painful. Justice is not seen to be done in some cases. Which is why, provided that all scenarios and circumstances are provided for in the issuance of a renewable marriage licence, I vote in favour of the marriage licence. There are procedures which need to be eliminated. All that mediation to reconcile a couple would be worthless if the couple themselves have decided that they do not want to be associated with each other anymore. What if, you will ask, if there are children involved? The provisions for child custody should still remain. After all... they are innocent. Realistically, I do not foresee any changes in the next 20 years or so. Many still view divorcees as rejects of society. How sad. They are the strong, brave ones who were courageous enough to withdraw from a relationship which is evidently not working anymore... and they are penalised by the rules of society. I am sure they wished they only had a renewable licence instead. See... one of the advantages I foresee from the issuance of a marriage licence, is that couples will be able to review their relationship annually. Perhaps a questionnaire could be filled, touching on aspects of the relationship, what expectations do they have for each other, whether if the licence is renewed for another year, they are able to achieve certain goals, etc.. In short, let them sort out their issues, put in on paper, have a good look and consider whether it is worth renewing their licence for another year. Let couples remind each other annually how important their marriage is to them. Let them realise how wonderful (or how terrible it has been-and following that the licence is revoked) it has been to be married. On the plus side, it can also generate more revenue for the government *devil smiley* Oh ya. As for the newspaper report, I heard nothing from it again. Obviously the Parliament chose not to debate the topic. Society rules. Monday, November 08, 2004
More than a woman, more than a woman to me (more womanly than me too) Ah... I am a Bee Gees fan. Do you remember their corny music video "Staying Alive?" I absolutely loved that. And the beautiful blend of perfect harmony in their songs. Can't live without them. They are a phenomenon. They really are. Right... I digress. Actually this blog is to give all of you out there, hot from the press, what happened during the concert cum dinner yesterday evening! Yeah... after practising for the concert for three months... the CHMS No. 3 Alumni choir gave its debut performance at the school hall. And yours truly was the piano accompanist for the night. Absolutely lovely... First was of course the general protocol of welcoming the guests of honour, leading them to their seats, etc... But thats not very important.. whats most important is what happened during the concert! Basically it went quite well actually. We had the full choir performing 5 songs, followed by the basses and tenors performing another 2 songs and then yours truly performed two piano solos. Name of the piano pieces? Rustle of Spring and The Maiden's Prayer. Hehe... usually I stick to these two pieces because I know them by heart and the technical skills required are above average but not too difficult to appreciate for the average individual. Of course I keep on telling myself that I have to broaden my repertoire. But sadly... time is a factor. You need time to learn new pieces and play them to an acceptable standard... and with work cramming in, I can only stick to what I already know best. :P Following that my mom performed a vocal solo (accompanied on piano by moi of course) and then we had the sopranos and altos performing two songs. Finally we ended our programme with the full choir. I want to include the names of the songs here but I don't quite know how to translate them from Mandarin (it would sound too corny). Anyway, at the risk of sounding corny, here goes: 1) A lifetime of peace for the good people 2) Beautiful Sunset 3) May you be blessed with peace 4) Little Grass 5) The song we know (ok, it should be "the same song" but I thought "the song we know" sounds better) 6) Song of Friendship (performed by the basses and tenors) 7) Farewell at the Harbour (") 8) Jasmine (performed by the ladies, sopranos and altos) 9) Dear Swallow, please bring back news of Spring (") And there you have it! Not a very accurate translation, mind you, but you get the idea now, right? Ah... from the endless practice sessions, me rushing to the school music room for choir practice for the last three months, co-ordinating with my mom whose the conductor, making sure my father knew his lyrics by heart (Goodness, we're the Von Trapp family now or what) and most important of all, making sure everybody in the choir were putting in their best efforts to make this performance a huge success. For behind this performance we have a mission. A mission to obtain funds from the School Board to purchase a new piano. Pronto. And you can only impress the School Board with a good performance, so that they are convinced that with a piano of better quality, we can do better. Mission no. 2, to encourage more students to enrol in the school. Being a private school, all expenses are derived from the school fees paid by students and support from the School Board etc. We want to use the power of music to reach out to parents out there, to give them the message that the school has dreams and aspirations, etc. etc.. Good news? The School Board informed us orally that they would be getting a new piano. A good one. Pronto. :) Mission accomplished. The members of the choir all consist of alumni members who are now in their forties, fifties, sixties etc... and of course, some young ones as well. But from the performance last night, you could feel that we were performing as one. No age gaps, no boundaries, all gathered together to present the best that they have. And within the group, there are several couples. How beautiful it must be to be able to perform on stage together as husband and wife! Now how often do you get that? Ok... enough of that. I come to the "highlight" of the evening and now you will understand the heading I have chosen for this blog. One particular person (lets just call the person J) donated RM3000++ to the school in conjunction with the event. J donated on the condition that he/she be allowed to perform on stage last night. Which for some reason, the organising committee agreed to. (Note the choir members, myself, my mom etc. were NOT members of the committee). Only thing is that he/she performed after the choir had finished their programme. Note I use he/she in my blog. Now, J was a man who successfully underwent sexual reassignment surgery and now he/she is physically a woman. Enough of the surgery bit. What I was interested in was, whether he/she successfully changed his/her voice? Because I saw his/her Adam's apple yonder... Well.... he/she was very very sexy on stage. The great body, the great face, the soft silky hair... J fooled most of the male audience. And while J was moving her body provocatively on stage, flipping her hair and all, her hands running up and down her silicon boobs (oops) and all, my cousin and I saw a man in the vicinity drooling at her. Seriously. Now you know why men are attracted to ex-men. (hahahha.. no pun intended) Until she started singing. Its a MAN's voice lar... So everybody, close your eyes and imagine the looks on the male audience's faces. Some of them were eating and immediately choked out their food. Aiiks, one man said, is this an A kua show? I know... not a very nice ending to the evening, right? Ahh.... she is more than a woman... more than a woman to me... hehehhehehe... so you pervy guys out there, watch out. What you see may not be what you think it is. :P p/s. For sake of clarification, I have nothing against people who have undergone sexual reassignment surgery. J, I just feel that you don't have to put on the "over the top" ladylike act to convince people that you are a woman... I knew you when you were a man, and you have a heart of gold. You still have a heart of gold now. And nothing is going to change that. Tuesday, November 02, 2004
Random thought of the day I look at kids nowadays and realise how fortunate they are. They get to go on trips with their mommies and daddies and of course, have a whale of a time. Cool. But I suppose, life has been fair so far. I have had my share of overseas education, my character moulding years away from home, my career building months at the law firm (which taught me to be smart and strong) and of course, now... as you progress further down the line, your responsibilities become heavier and you become more stressed. But you can only grow stronger. I only have to look back at my secondary school years away from home and thats enough to prove it. I was studying in Ipoh and my piano teacher was a Penangite. Every weekend I had to take the express bus from Ipoh to Butterworth (because it was cheaper), then take a ferry (which costs 60 cents) from Butterworth to Penang and then take another bus to my piano teacher's house. Immediately upon arrival I would begin my piano lessons on the spot. For 2 hours. I must thank my teacher who was very very kind to accommodate me. And I would spend the night at her house, usually in her living room. And the school I was studying at, was a boarding school. I had to endure the hostel warden's fierce interrogations every week whenever I asked for his permission to go to Penang. For some reason... he always used to think that I was up to something fishy... hmmmm. And the only instrument that I could use in school to practice, was a clavinova which basically does not make any difference in volume whether you hit the keys hard or soft. So I used my imagination. I imagined I was playing the songs as I would in my piano teacher's house. That the keyboard was a "wonder" to play and that the sounds that came out were wonderful. To maximise the effect I memorised my music scores. And the tutoring carried on for one and a half years up to examination time. I took my exams and I passed with merit. I was officially a pianoforte diploma holder. At that time, it seemed a normal thing to do (to get my diploma under such circumstances). In retrospect, I wonder how I made it through without thinking of giving up. Not even once. I suppose its the passion for music that kept me going. Which is why, although I did not take any more practical examinations after that, I kept reminding myself that I had to maintain my practical standard... I have to. After all I did come a long way. ;) I want to thank my mom for supporting me all the way. And I want to thank my piano teacher who has been brilliant and supportive. And to my best friend who let me practice at her house during the last few weeks prior to my piano exam. And all this happened back in 1997-1998. It took me nearly 6 years to put it down in writing. To convince myself that this is something worth writing down. Ahhh... I feel relieved. And I feel stronger now. :)
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Profile Right... four years exactly into working life and suddenly I found the urgent need to ramble about my not so interesting life...here goes:
I am: Liberal and radical on paper only. This is the basic description I would give myself. I am a good listener and usually offer sensible advice. If I don't sound like myself, its must be my evil twin at work :P I am passionate about: Music and Arts. Can't imagine what this world would be like without these two essential elements. When I'm not working my head off I like: Meeting new people from all walks of life and listening to their life experiences. I take things with an open mind (albeit not completely Zen like) and always remind myself not to take anything in life for granted. And I wish: All my friends, my family and everybody else who will somehow cross paths with me, a fulfulling life, in terms of work and relationships. And remember, you only live once. So make the best out of it. :) Tag Board Calendar
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