Occasionally interspersed in the narrative of Woman Warrior are parenthetical asides that tell the reader what a particular word would mean in Chinese, such as: “How impolite (“untraditional” in Chinese) her children were” (121). Why would Kingston want to include these asides? They don’t exactly clarify anything, not making the used word any more precise. Instead, it is an exercise in the problems of translation, showing that sometimes a word in English does not necessarily mean the same thing as the word in Chinese. An approximately equivalent sense can be translated into English, but it is rare that the whole meaning—with its system of connotations and contexts—comes through. It is in this sense that Kingston uses translation as a metaphor demonstrating the difficulties of placing anything from one culture into another. In the process of transition, something is always lost and what exists in the foreign culture is nearly always an imperfect approximation.
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Western Exposure: The Anxieties of Translation and Transition
Independence
Monday, April 2, 2012
As one continues to read the Woman Warrior, the gender inequality in the novel, once merely presented as fact, becomes a deeper issue as the effects of this traditional imbalance begin to manifest through the representation of certain characters and events. The narrator informs readers that her mother, although assuring her she would only become “a wife and a slave,” also teaches her the “song of the warrior woman” (20). The amount of work and responsibility in fulfilling the roles of both a wife and slave seems to be an unrealistic amount to expect a woman to account for. Indeed, the Chinese women in the novel carry a great deal of responsibility, a large part of their burden being the expectation that they will “keep the traditional ways,” while “brothers” and husbands, “now among the barbarians,” were free to “fumble [them] without detection” (8). This double standard regarding the upkeep of Chinese tradition seems inherently unfair. While the men are free to abandon tradition the “heavy, deep-rooted women were to maintain the past against the flood,” “the work of preservation demand[ing]” that they keep the “feelings playing about in one’s guts” from ever being “turned into action” (8). Comparing pictures of her mother and father, her mother in China, her father in America, the narrator recalls how her mother was “not smiling,” that she didn’t have “smiling eyes,” that her “mother’s face will not change anymore, except to age” (58-59). On the other hand, her father’s snapshots (readers are told there are no snapshots of her mother) feature him “smiling and smiling in his many western outfits,” and “always laughing” (59-60). This is while the mother is getting to live the daydream of having privacy and only being responsible for herself for once. “Free from families,” her mother enjoyed a meager “two years without servitude” (62). Despite becoming a successful doctor, having “gone away ordinary and come back miraculous,” Brave Orchid left to America upon the request of her husband, abiding by tradition, she could not know how much she would fall “coming to America” (76). Later on in her life, Brave Orchid expressed her regret to her daughter saying, “In China, I never even had to hang up my own clothes. I shouldn’t have left, but your father couldn’t have supported you without me. I’m the one with the big muscles” (105). Her big muscles have been developed because she has shouldered so much responsibility, the responsibility of maintaining Chinese tradition, and the corresponding hope of return to China have prevented her from making a home in America, viewing everyone else, even her own American-born children, as ghosts, foreign. The work that always needs to be done furthers her responsibilities; raising her eight children she also holds responsibility for the man that dragged her away from success. “In China families married young boys to older girls, who baby sat their husbands their whole lives;” with all of these responsibilities placed upon her by tradition, it is no wonder that not only does Brave Orchid find herself incapable of making a home in America, she also seems disjointed from time, looking at her daughters or sister (and subsequently herself, since looking at Moon Orchid is said to be like looking into a mirror for her) she cannot understand how the amount of time reflected in the changes in these faces could actually have passed. For these reasons, I tie the tale of Fa Mu Lan provided to Brave Orchid, as Fa Mu Lan takes on the responsibility of seemingly everyone in the story, taking her father’s spot as a warrior, birthing her child, maintaining tradition in her obedience to her husband and his family, she fulfills every role asked of her. When confronting the Baron, she accuses him of “taking away her childhood,” which seems reminiscent to me of Brave Orchid’s muddled sense of time. After all, she does tell her daughter she “would still be young if we lived in China” (106). I also find it interesting how personally Brave Orchid takes the ordeal with her sister reconnecting with her husband. The fact that he is a doctor complicates things. What Brave Orchid is truly upset about, I think, is the loss of tradition all around her. She is the only one keeping it going. The family in China has been essentially wiped out, giving them no home to return to in China, her children have no interest in returning to China or being any less Americanized, and the last straw is Moon Orchids’ husband departing from tradition. That he has succeeded as a doctor in America, where she, formerly a successful doctor (in China) has not been able to may make the gender imbalance in her tradition too repugnant to ignore. Success upon reaching the Gold Mountain is only for men, not women. Now, years later, she is merely an elderly woman, without a true home, working in a steamy Laundromat.
The Woman Warrior – Maxine Hong Kingston
The Meaning of Ghosts in The Woman Warrior
In Maxine Hong Kingston’s The Woman Warrior the prevalence of ghosts is apparent, but the meaning behind their recurrence is less clear. The word is used mostly by Chinese to describe Americans negatively but the traditional Chinese rhetoric of ghosts is a positive one. This seeming inconsistency in ideology behind the term is the confusing part.
Anyone who has ever seen Disney’s Mulan recognizes the importance of ghosts in Chinese culture, specifically in reference to ancestors. An individual’s ancestors are to be revered and honored so that their ghosts can influence their decedents’ lives positively. The living leave out food to feed their ancestors’ ghosts and there is even an annual holiday which recognizes the ghosts’ return to the “lower realm” (what Western religion tends to refer to as purgatory, although it is not so negatively regarded in Chinese culture). The Chinese people believe the ancestors they so revere become ghosts when they die.
So why would Kingston have Brave Orchid, her mother who was born and raised in China and still holds its culture close to her heart, refer to Americans as “ghosts”? Her tone is consistently negative when talking to or about any sort of ghost, especially when she is killing the Sitting Ghost. She even goes so far as to say, “there are no such thing as ghosts” (70). And once the move to America is made, the negative tone towards ghosts thickens. The narrator is convinced by Brave Orchid’s rhetoric to be frightened by newsboys, grocers, mailmen, and meter readers simply because Brave Orchid constantly refers to them all as White Ghosts.
The only solution I can come up for this apparent contradiction would be a perceived tainting on Brave Orchid’s part. She obviously does not enjoy living in America – it is not her home and moving here took away her profession and her independence. Her rhetoric on America around her daughter, the narrator, is consistently negative, as if the country ruins everything it touches. Maybe this contamination spreads to her culture and her religion. Maybe America ruins even this for her?
If anyone has any other thoughts as to an explanation for this, I would love to hear it! Because I am certainly confused by it all.
The Woman Warrior
Sunday, April 1, 2012
Why we shouldn’t teach Beloved to stupid high schoolers
One of my favorite symbols within the novel is Paul D’s tin vs. Sethe’s husk vs. Beloved’s red heart. The three descriptions of their hearts (or character) become very telling the nature of how different they are. Paul D’s tobacco tin is rusted shut, while Sethe’s husk is dried. Both suffer from brutal tolls taken on their esteem, incapable of a sincere or satisfied human exchange, and they both fail to meet what is expected of their gender. A rusted tin and a dried husk are likely candidates for the metaphor, but the differentiation is that one is “rusted shut,” as Paul D’s old tin is so weathered and forgotten that it has fossilized, Sethe’s is just dry. Her husk is, after all, opened. It is used. Paul D’s used or not, implies that it can never be used again and suddenly Toni Morrison has made Paul D a complex, rigid character who refutes the emotions that confront him. Sethe is desperate for them, thirsty for her dried leaves. Her husk was stripped off, fine and loose. The nature of having sex with Sethe seemed easier, more nonchalant. He even says that it wasn’t much different from his regular bestiality.
The fact that Beloved is able to open the tin is huge. It only cinches, but the because of Beloved’s red heart, he is able to start opening. Toni Morrison uses the red heart as a symbol of vivacious, bleeding emotion. Beloved, in many ways, is an embodiment of suffering that other characters are unable to convey. But as Paul D is able to be inside a place Sethe never unveiled (she only took off a layers), Beloved’s red heart is releasing small “flakes” of his guarded heart.
And in the margins, 16-year-old Francisco wrote, “Ew. Sex with ghosts.”