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Xiaolu Guo
A Concise Chinese-English Dictionary for Lovers
A love story - cultural differences, misunderstandings and yes, I see what she is saying.
Su Tong
Binu and the Great Wall

Binu and the Great Wall

Binu And The Great Wall is a wonderful myth retold in the words of Su Tong, the author of ‘Rice’.  The myth of Binu and how her tears washed away the Great Wall have been passed down through the ages. It is a tale of hardship, brutality and undying love. Su Tong’s version of the myth, brings to the reader the harshness and brutality that led to the constuction of the wall and the terrible effects it had on the common people.

30 juillet 2008 3 30 /07 /juillet /2008 20:29
I found these two short video clips about what it means to be Chinese in Britain. Sometimes we integrate or appear to integrate so well, that people do not realise that there is a big cultural difference. It is not a question of not being able to speak the language, the people in this videos are very articulate but the feeling of not quite belonging and wondering if we ever would really belong........

And there are subcultures among the Chinese themselves, and if I am hard pushed, I would say I am more Malaysian than Chinese. I was born there, I happened to be ethnically Chinese. Which is not to say I am not also proud to be British which I am, more so, I reckon, than the man I married (and subsequently divorced) who never seemed to cherish his own birthplace nor his own birthright.

However, it could be that people who take their birthright as a matter of course do not cherish as much as those who have left their homeland and know that nationality can be a privilege. But then I am an immigrant of a sort, and a child of immigrants. Home is where I hang my hat.

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