Friday, February 13, 2009
My grandma was born in the year of a rat. In many ways she turned out just like one, sneaky smart, and always on scurring about doing lots of work. She was the first child, and so this was passed on.
Her first child was my mother, born in the year of the bull. Stubborn and willfull, but fortunately born in the wee hours of the morning, so she was the bull of the early morning, saved from the late morning, afternoon of hard bull padi pulling work.
Her first child was me. Born apparrently the luckiest with the most auspicious birthdate and a dragon at that! I dont know what a dragon does at 7:32 in the morning, but i assume theyd be nestling amongst the clouds or deep underwater snoring with little sea-horses twirled around their tails.
After reading Amy Tan's kitchen god's wife, i feel so rooted in my chinese heritage. The funny thing is when one of the characters spoke, the mom, i could almost hear her, like someone i know saying those things to me. Like ive heard alot of the lines before said in a different words, similar voice. Its probably something my grammy would say. OR even something id wish/imagine her say for example:
If you always tell him sorry now, you will be sorry later
maybe all chinese thinking is kind of the same, i suppose i saw similarities in her 'negtive thinking' her 'comparingness - at least im not that beggar type' and many of the so-called differences the mother/daughter had, to what i know.not everything i agree with obviously, but alot of it made so much sense.
Im sure her books do that to other daisperas.,, im not sure if thats even the right term, meh.
