Saturday, January 30, 2010

statistics

Stats are some of the most interesting things ever. As business people one comes to rely on statistics for everything, to show profits, how the business is doing, how much it is making, how much it is selling, almost literally every small bit of information. But for anthropologists we learn not to trust statistics. The percent of foreigners in a given area. First of all any statistic can be manipulated to show what one wants to show. Want to state that the city of Dalian, china has very few foreigners? Simply define the word foreigner as someone who has never owned the land there or who doesn't have any ancestors there. By doing so you determine the number of foreigners by only the expats that live there from outside east Asia. All Japanese, whether or not they have ever lived there before wouldn't be considered foreigners because Dalian used to be a part of Japan. Same with all Russians. Similarly compare the population of china with that of the USA. You will get an outcome that china is x percent larger than the USA. However this percent doesn't take into consideration any of the illegal immigrants who haven't been counted, nor does it take into account all the people in china born to one parent and thus have no identification in china and not considered Chinese at all statistically. But anthropologically they are still there, they exist and haven't gone anywhere.

Friday, January 22, 2010

Arrogant and Chinese

So I suppose I'm a little arrogant. But then again isn't everyone? I have absolutely no problem for people telling me what to do in areas that I clearly don't know anything about (or clearly know much less than those around me at least). Architecture? Please, teach me, I beg you. Flags? Know very little. Business? Again with the same. But don't come up to me and know something clearly less than I do and try to teach me about it. That's ridiculous. Yesterday I had a woman trying to show off how much she knew about using the internet in China. Hmmm .... wrong thing to show off around me. It's like someone trying to teach me how to live in China. If I had never been there that would be great, I would probably welcome the opportunity to learn. But I lived there three years and this woman hadn't even been there a semester. Give me a break.

Anyways, so much for my arrogance. Many people don't understand two things about me, both related to Chinese but in indirect ways. One people don't understand when I say that my Chinese class is hard for me. "You know Chinese why should it be hard?" Yes, I can speak every day Chinese but that means little to nothing in terms of learning how to write and read Chinese and even with speaking if you sat me down to watch a news broadcast (in Chinese) the probability that I would understand is very little. The second thing people don't understand is why I'm learning Japanese. Believe it or not I'm learning Japanese to help with my Chinese (among other reasons). Japanese has at least three different writing systems: Hiragana, Katakana and Kanji (also Romanji and a few others that aren't "as important"). Kanji comes from old Chinese, it's literally old Chinese characters. Some of these are still used in today's Chinese but some aren't. So the ones that are used in today's Chinese I can learn and the others will be helpful if I have to read historical texts in Chinese. Most anthropologists or people who study Japanese and Chinese know this but the every day person doesn't tend to.

Thursday, December 31, 2009

Christmas & Babies

Christmas is an interesting topic that I've spent quite some time thinking about recently (as may be obvious). Some think Christmas is a Christian religious holiday, and right they are, but in my family we don't really celebrate anything religious with it. In my family Christmas means something different. It doesn't mean stories of Jesus or going to mass, or any other religious things. It's simply the one time of the year that's really special because we get to go see my mother's side of the family. Despite the fact that I do argue with them quite a lot I love this side of my family and I love family in general. If I had my way I would always be around family, but since I only get two times of year for that (Thanksgiving and Christmas) these two times of year are really special for me. As I learned this year Christmas is also a very special time where we teach our children some very valuable lessons. These lessons are about giving to others, thinking about others, pausing a minute to not think about yourself so much, be happy with what others give to you not because they are things that you really want (because sometimes they aren't) but because they were things that someone else spent time thinking about you for. These lessons came up for me this year because it seems for my husband this is something he hasn't ever learned (as he doesn't celebrate Christmas). He is good about thinking about me and getting me wonderful gifts, that's not it. He just doesn't want to stop buying things for himself or thinking about himself at the same time. He doesn't mind buying things for others but he doesn't understand that this is the one time of year when we don't buy things for ourselves because we hope and imagine that those things will be given to us by those around us. I'm not sure if that really makes much sense but I think it's a special gift that Christmas teaches us.

As for babies I've been doing a LOT of thinking (as you can imagine). I really like the way Dr. Sears talks about bringing babies up. Attachment parenting, co-sleeping, breastfeeding, having the birth that I want, these are all really important things for me. But Dr. Sears is good about explaining to me that I have to wait to see if these are things that work best for me and my baby. Even if they are ideals for me they may not be ideals for my child and I have to remember that. Don't worry, I know I won't be having children any time soon but that doesn't mean I can't think or do research.

Tuesday, December 1, 2009

Babysitting

So apparently Chinese men don't baby-sit and consider it an insult to even be asked to baby-sit. This is not something that I knew before and while I don't know many American men that baby-sit I do know that it would not be considered rude to ask one to baby-sit and I do know some American men who do baby-sit.

I just asked my husband if he would be willing to help a woman out who needs a Chinese teacher and baby-sitter from 3-6pm on Mondays (she would be willing to pay). I can't do it due to time constraints and didn't think it insulting to ask as it may even help his English.

So this is the explanation that I received (written by a Chinese woman so excuse the English):

I have to say it Chinese men will not be paid to do baby sitter. Usually in North men don't do house work and don't do baby sitter. They think it's a thing wowen would do. Even if they don't have a job they would not chose to be a baby sitter. But if the kid is their own kid it's different, they might take care of their own kid. In South men do house work and take care of their own kid. but they don't do baby sitter.

Saturday, November 28, 2009

Yemeni & Traditional Indian Women

"Although outside Muslim countries women are ostensibly free to wear what they please and go where they wish, the truth is that if women do not conform to particular norms of dress, weight, behavior, and location, they risk being harassed and even harmed. We don't see the boundaries on women in our own culture, because we have grown up with them. That's just the way things are. The same is true in Yemen; most women are not particularly aware that staying inside and wearing a veil are repressive; that's just the way things are and to try to change things is expensive, dangerous, and impossible. Better to find ways within the boundaries to achieve a measure of freedom and contentment." (Worthless Women by Anne Pyburn)

This is exactly the same that is true in India, at least in Banaras where I used to live.

Wednesday, November 11, 2009

Running commentary on babies

So I decided there are a bunch of things that I can really talk to anyone about until I actually have a baby of my own (if that happens which I hope it does one day). This is going to be a running commentary of my thoughts. Maybe none of these things will happen, maybe all of them will. What's more important is that I write them down.

When I'm pregnant I would like to
- have Cam read Chinese to the baby (even while in the womb), doesn't matter what he's reading
- read to the baby (even while in the womb), doesn't matter what language
- Massage your abdomen and talk to the baby as if it were already out of the womb
- listen to a lot of different kinds of music: rock & roll, classical, jazz, anything really (again even while in the womb)

Sunday, November 1, 2009

Halloween

A witch, a ghost, a baby, Data from star trek, a hooters waitress, a wolf.... What were you for Halloween this year? I was a woman in a wedding. Because I literally was in a wedding this year. This one was extremely different from my own. Aside from being a Jewish wedding all of the first dances were choreographed, which I personally didn't much care for. All of the music was from a swing band which was nice but mostly entertaining for the elderly more so than for those the bride and groom's age. We did get to dance a bunch though! I'm not sure if this last difference is due to the fact that our wedding was nondenominational or what but all of the vows and readings were read or repeated and written by someone else, not the bride or groom. I was a huppa (spelling?) holder which was interesting cause we just stood in front of everyone with our hands on this thing and smiled. I was trying really hard not to cry because Margo's mom was bawling right in front of me. It only partially worked. At the reception I knew some of the adults from having baby-sat their children so we got to talk. Cam was there until just after dinner when he left with Will and Brandon to go to Franklin St.

Last year Cam wore a suit with a mohawk. This year he wore a suit with a different hairstyle and carried a cigar. He went with two Chinese people and a Japanese person who were in their regular clothes. In order to get to Franklin St they had to park a ways away and walk there. After a couple hours of hanging out there one of the Japanese realized she didn't have her ID and they left. What I've always learned is "when in Rome do as the Romans do". So when it's required to take your ID places I do it, when it's not I don't. But for some reason Asians seem to think they're still in their countries so why should they do it our way. (please note this idea was started by not bringing her ID but that's not my only example)