Monday, September 27, 2010

Php Darmowy Serwer Z Mail Linda-whishii II ~ ~

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Linda, my girl, my best and most faithful friend,
Linda, my whishii, my best friend and loyal MOST:


Hear our song. Today we sing it again.
Listen to our song. Today I sing it for you again.






Thank you for loving us so much, like no one else has done.
Thanks for loving us so much, like nobody else did.






I know I keep doing.
I know you still do.






We have been a whole year, a long and eternal years, unable to see us. It Has Been
Already a year, a long and eternal year, Since We Can not See Each Other.






is infinite how much we miss you. It is infinite
the much we miss you.






I remember every day with the happiness you gave usste, but that's a moment that you cry on the inside. We remember you
Every day, with the happiness you Gave us, But There Is not a moment I DO NOT cry for you inside of me.






still waiting, whishii-whishii , there in the place you went.
Keep waiting for us, whishii-whishii, there, in the place you jump up to.








And do not forget that you are always with us because we love you always.
And Do Not Forget You are always with us Because we always love you.





Saturday, September 25, 2010

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I checked this book out from the university library Called "The Way We Think: Chinese View of Life Philosophy." It's Supposed To Be a guide for foreigners to Understanding Chinese culture. Of course, I do not know how much We Can Rely on the statements of one person in Such Matters, But It's written by a Chinese person, printed bilingually in Chinese and Inglés, and published by Sinolingua in Beijing (2009). So Even if all Chinese people Would not Agree with the statements this author Makes (and maybe They Would, I do not know), we can at least comfortable Be That it is an actual Chinese point of view, Not an Explanation of Chinese culture by a foreigner, foreign-looking through colored glasses. In Other Words, under the culture when to eat off sounding bad in Some Respects, Because it's not somignorant foreigner is misunderstanding it.

To A Certain Extent, of course, We Should Respect Cultural Differences. Most cultural Differences Are Not only harmless But interesting, and learning about us rethink Can Make Them Our Own ingrained prejudice. Make us realize That The Way We Are Used To Doing Things Is not Necessarily the only way of doing Things Out There, and May Not Be the best way. On the Other Hand, Taking this philosophy to an extreme Can Be Dangerous. Some "cultural practices", like wife-beating or female genital mutilation, plow horrendous, period, and Should not Be Given The cover of "but that's just Their culture." And in between These Two Are some practices poles That Might Actually be bad or stupid or Illogical in Some Way, But Are not That big or maybef a deal, so it doesn't really matter that much. Every culture has their prejudices and inconsistencies.

As an example, one silly (but inconsequential) aspect of Chinese culture is the way people often greet each other. Instead of just saying \, were like, \the things about our own culture which are dumb? I've certainly never shied away from pointing out the idiotic aspects of American culture, as I see them. I understand that, from a learning-language point of view, you should understand the language as it's spoken by the people. But we (foreign students) understood the concept; we just disagreed with it. Our teacher kept thinking we weren't understanding it. She, and the other guy, were unable to admit that something about their culture might be silly. Not even something that trivial. (And I think that's true fairly often; see for example my last post about Chinese medicine.)

But back to this book. I haven't read much of it yet: only the first section, about mianzi , which is to say \\t in Chinese culture than Western culture. In the US, we may be more likely to value independence or something, in situations where the two values come into conflict. I don't know. I thought the addition of the word \a positive moral value; insisting that other people respect
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I just find egocentric and narcissistic -- especially because most people think they deserve more respect than other people think they do.) Again, in the US, I would say these people are mostly men, mostly older. And mostly who vote Republican. (In my experience.) (Not to get sidetracked, but I really do think there's an important correlation there: people who are more concerned that they themselves are getting the short end of the stick are more likely to vote Republican; people who are more concerned that others are getting the short end of the stick are more likely to vote Democratic.) But here's the silliest part; the thing that really made me want to share this with you, o readers. The author tells this story of a military general from the 200s BC who was defeated in battle, and instead of returning to his hometown and facing the people, he committed suicide. As the author puts it, \at \d returned. But the shame wasn't in the Returning and Facing Them, the shame WAS in the losing the battle to begin with. Whether I returns to face Them or not, the battle is still lost. The shame is still there. Avoiding acknowledging the Circumstances Does not Actually shameful shameful cause the Circumstances Not to exist. By Refusing to go home, I Refuse To Admit His only failure and to face the Consequences. He Takes the easy way out. How does Refusing to take that stand Enhance historical standing in the community? If anything, from my perspective, It Would Weaken it. But Either way, it erase the failure Certainly Would not That He Was ashamed of in the first place, and make him "revered in history." What the heck is up with that? .

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

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I've been sick the last two weeks or so. Missed a week and a half of school, and one weekend of work. (I started to get sick on Friday, and went ahead and worked through it on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. But by the next weekend I was even worse, and couldn't do it.) Actually, with all the times I've been sick here, that was the first time I've called in sick to work. But I was pretty sick, and for a long time I just kept getting worse, not better. My symptoms would change, but not improve. For three or four days I literally ate almost nothing; a few bites of rice or something. Probably not eating didn't help me get better faster, but I went to the hospital (when you're sick here, you go to the hospital; I'm not sure if there are smaller clinics or \ me IV nutrients (fructose, vitamin C, maybe more) along with my drugs.

I'm not normally given to taking medicines or visiting doctors, but that first Saturday my girlfriend told me I was really warm and went and bought a thermometer. I decided if my temperature really was so high then I would let her take me to the hospital like she wanted. It turns out I was 39.1 (102.4) in the mouth so we went. They wanted to give me some injections, but thinking that (a) I didn't want the shots, (b) I didn't want to spend the money, and (c) I would probably get better on my own like always, I didn't let them give me the shots. I was satisfied that they didn't freak out and say it was something super serious, and went home and took some leftover prescription antiviral pills as well as ibuprofen and figured I'd be better soon.

A day or two later I was not better but worse - my right tonsil had swollen to grandiose proportions, bigger than I would have thought possible. I was seriously afraid it was going to burst or something (can tonsils do that?) and so anyway we went back to the hospital. When the doctor looked into my mouth, she literally said \er having finished that, I still wasn't better; my tonsil had shrunk back to a more normal inflamed size, but by this point my throat and mouth hurt so much I couldn't speak or eat or barely drink. My biggest concern of course was the not eating, so we went back to the doctor. This guy set me for three more days of IV, this time including the fructose and everything. Actually, I was glad that the medicine and everything was done by these IV drip bags, because getting jabbed with a needle was actually a less painful way to get fluids into me than to drink them. I wonder if that's why they do it that way: to make sure you get fluids. If so, maybe it's smart. Of course, if you have no problem drinking water or juice yourself then maybe you'd rather just get the regular shot and be done with it, and drink your fluids on your own time, in your own place.

Either way, for five days in a row I Went to the hospital and sat There For Several hours while getting my fluids and meds. The upside is I got a whole bunch of reading done. Most of the rest of the time, I Was too tired to do anything. At times walking Was Hard. At times sitting up Was Hard. A couple days ago I finally started getting better. I'm still getting better. Today, tomorrow, and Friday we're off school for a national holiday (mid-Autumn festival), Which Means We Have to go to school on the weekends to make up for the missed time. (Yeah, I know.) Since kids go to school on the weekends, That Means That They Can not Take Their Inglés weekend classes on the weekends, so we teach Those on the weekdays Whenthey're off school.

Anyway I started writing this not so much to talk about my own Illness (or the Peculiarities of the holiday calendar) But Rather What about the health care system is like, from my experience. I've been to a couple Different hospitals here, Several times, Either for myself or Accompanying a friend (or girlfriend) for Their sake. In all cases - with the exception of sitting and waiting for the 15 bottles of IV stuff They put in me - I Was Actually very impressed by the speed, efficiency, and cheapness of the whole procedure. No Appointments (maybe You Can Make Them, But I never saw anybody), just walk-in, remove wait times are short (compare to my experience in the U.S., Even When You Have an appointment , Are doctors on hand to check Iu out pretty Quickly, Something They prescribe and you just walk over to the pay counter and pay for it, Then take your receipt across the hall to the pharmacy counter and pick it up. And if it's just a regular drug, you're on your way. If It's Something That Needs Injecting, you go to the department and Injections They do it for you there. Fairly Actually it's all streamlined and efficient, and like I Said, cheap, Even the drugs. And no more or less Obviously Effective Than Medical Care in the U.S., to me. No insurance (again, maybe Some People Have It, But Not that I've seen). Being Examined by a doctor Costs about one U.S. dollar per visit. (I do not think that'd Exceed the deductible on my policy back home.) Last year I HAD to get an x-ray and I think for Something That set me back like 8 orr 9 USD.

This is of course in contrast to everything-fricking-else in China (e.g., my visa/residence permit, which I finally successfully picked up yesterday btw, on my fourth trip to the Public Security Bureau) which is incredibly bureaucratic and paperworky and complicated and nonsensical and, most of all, inefficient. (Even when I got internet installed in my new apartment, the company had to send representatives out 3 different times to the apartment. First for me to choose what plan I wanted and sign the papers and them to get a copy of my ID, then for the technician to come out and do the installation, then for the sales rep guy to come back again to pick up the money. Not a huge hassle for me that time, since they came to where I lived, but surely unnecessarily complicated for them!) But credit where credit is due, the healthcare delivery system seems to be pretty efficient. At least they move you in and out quickly. Presumably the results are comparably accurate/effective.

The hospitals themselves, though, are not exactly up to US standards. The floors are dirty, there are crawling and flying bugs (in the past eight months I don't think I've been bitten by mosquitos anywhere more consistently than at that hospital), the common exam rooms are shared and open so there's little privacy (visually or audially), lots of sick people surrounding you (I do wonder if part of why I didn't get better quickly was because of contracting an opportunistic infection or two sitting in that massive IV room for so many hours with other sick people filling the other hundred or so chairs). Toddlers pee on the floor and men spit on it, but that happens everywhere; if somebody throws up that gets wiped up pretty soon. People are moaning and babies crying all around you, which may be true in all hospitals (I don't really have much experience with hospitals in the US) but surely more here since there are more people in a smaller space. I assume the actual instruments they use on you are well sanitized (right?) but I did see a nurse just rinse off a handful of thermometers in the sink and that's all (but they put those under your arm, not in your mouth). One doctor who opened me up to look in my mouth actually lit a little paraffin (or something) lamp on her desk and sanitized the instrument in that before putting it in me.

But, you know, this whole not-super-clean, not-super-perfect thing is pretty much true of the whole city, and probably much of the world, compared to the suburban US environment that I was formerly used to, and is a function of population density and not necessarily poverty, but non-rich-itude. I'm used to things being that way now; I got used to it in Lima. (When I first arrived in Lima, in the taxi from the airport, all alone, seeing the run-down-edness of things, I was like, \ding looks No Different from All Those Other Chinese dirty apartment buildings you always see in pictures. So That kind of thing just Does not really bother me too much anymore, this is how people live in the world.

What does bother me, Probably My Biggest Complaint about the Chinese medical system, Chinese herbal Is That chemical medicines and Western medicines all mixed up together Are Not Necessarily and well labeled on the front (although you can, and I do, read the ingredients to see what's in the pills, and if all it is is chrysanthemum and cinnamon or whatever). I think that's important Because - as much as, like I Said, I do not really like to use drugs, and don't think Them incredibly Actually Useful - Western medicine has Been Proved Effective scientific ex-throughperiments and double-blind trials and FDA approval and what have you; this herbal stuff just hasn't. (I've tried to look for the studies - if anybody knows of studies that have been done on the effectivness of Chinese medicine, I'd love to know.) So folk wisdom, tradition, is mixed up with the science. Surely that happens somewhat in the US too; I'm sure that some advice doctors give to treat, say, a common cold, is sometimes just what they heard from their mom and not from actual scientific studies. (Stress causing ulcers might be an example, right?) But it's rampant here. It seems like literally everybody believes and accepts that Chinese medicine (and ancient Chinese ideas about hot and cold humours, yin and yang, etc., making you sick) is just as good as Western medicine (and Western ideas). And protesting it is almost unpatriotic or something. For my girlfriend too, her culture outweighs her education (which was in chemistry) on this. Every time I don't want to take, or don't want to buy, the herbal stuff, she takes it almost as an offense toward her whole culture, like I have an irrational preference for the medicines of my home country just because it's my home country. I don't, of course. I have a rational preference for things that are, to put it succinctly, FDA approved.

Anyway, happy Mid-Autumn Day. Go to your local Chinese grocery store and pick up some moon cakes to share with your family. If you actually read this far.

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Monday, September 6, 2010

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Yesterday Was the first day of classes of the new year.

(Actually, let me stop myself But There unimportant for an interesting sidenote: They do not really think about it That Way in the Same way we do, in Terms of years. Whenever I say "this year", "last year "," next year ", etc.., people always think I mean" calendar year "when a lot of times in Inglés It Would Have Been Obvious That I meant" academic year ". For example, in the spring Just Before the school year ends and you want to talk about the fall, I Would say "next year." People here say "next semester.")

Aside from classes, I am still teaching (three days a week now: Friday, Saturday, and Sunday .) The magazine That I Was working for Seems To Have folded, so I Do not Have That job anymore. It Was suppOSED to Be a monthly magazine and I Worked There For four months, But somehow we DURING That Time Produced only two issues. (Due to Financial Constraints They Issues Combined Into two one, my second and third months there, And Then my Fourth month, They still Paid me, But i actually did nothing at all. There Were no articles to edit, and no magazine Produced WAS . And Then They Went That after under. I guess.)

I Still Do not yet have my new visa Because There Were Some Problems with the paperwork filled out That the school. My previous visa expired on the 30th or 31st of last month. So I'm kind of in limbo now. But the school says There's no problem now and we're just waiting for the Public Security Bureau to finish processing it. (Of course, That's What I Thought before.)

In others' news, my girlfriend Molin just finished reading her first English-language book ever, which was \ames, ages, heights, weights, make up positions for ourselves, etc. And I discovered that despite being the second-tallest person on the team, I'm also lighter than anyone else on the team by 9 kg (20 lbs).

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Wednesday, September 1, 2010

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At my girlfriend's family's home in semi-rural, mid-latitude China - not removed in the mountains But Are mountains visible in the distance - There is no heating or air conditioning or hot running water. Dishwashing and laundry and Basically Everything Else Are done by hand. In the kitchen There's a wood-burning stove, as well as a gas burner hooked up to a propane tank on the floor. Are the cast iron pans. There is electricity and indoor plumbing, the pipes and wires But Are on the Outside of the walls, visible. The light switches dangle on the end of the cord That leads up to the light. The walls undecorated Either Themselves Are Exposed brick and cement or mortar. Are the cement floors, and shoes or sandals inside Are worn at all times. (MOST unlikable my impression of Asian homes, you don't take your shoes off at the door.)

My girlfriend's mom is in the habit of cooking three meals a day, including a hot breakfast of rice porridge or noodles or something else. (In China, I've found, people don't skip breakfast as wantonly as we do back home.) There's no microwave or dishwasher or garbage disposal. There is a fridge, but in the winter you can just put leftovers in the cabinet because the temperature in the house is not much above freezing. Eating and drinking are done out of bowls. There are no cups or glasses. No plates. No forks; only chopsticks. No need for knives at the table because everything is already prepared bite-size. I can't remember if I ever saw spoons or not; I think soup might just be drunk out of the bowl.

The family has a dog, but although he's very friendly and happy-go-lucky, he's not a \from them, though, since you're covered with so many layers of blankets and clothes, due to the cold. In the summer you probably don't want to sleep with a blanket or a quilt of any kind because it's just too hot, but the mosquito net hanging around the bed will do a better job of protecting you from the real nuisances anyway. The beds themselves, though, might give you some problems, since many of them are nothing more than a bamboo mat maybe half a centimeter thick, on top of a wooden board.

Given that there's no water heater of any kinds, cold showers in the summer can help keep you cool. Wear your sandals in the shower, because of the floor. There is no shower stall or bathtub or anything; the nozzle just sprays onto the ground. In the summer, at least, the water that eat out of the tap is Not unbearably cold. In the winter, it is. And heating up enough water on the stove for a full-body shower Would Be a lot of trouble, so feet and face Can Be washed frequently in this way, while full showers Are Less Than taken on a daily basis by making a trip down to a public shower facility, Where You Can Pay to strip of your million layers of clothes on for That You've Had A Few Days, take a hot shower in Their Woodfire-heated water (at times scalding Nearly frozen to your skin) And Then layer yourself up with clean clothes.

Back at home, speaking of plumbing, the house does Have a sit-down toilet, But you can not flush the TP, So There's a wastepaper bin next to the comode for That purpose. There's a well outside, and the outdoor tap (as well assome, But Not all, of the indoor plumbing) draws from That. (None of the water from the indoor faucets and Stock of drinking is, of course, so water is always boiled first Before drinking.) One trick when you're washing your clothes by hand Outside in the winter is to use the bucket to get well water off the surface, Rather Than using the faucet s, which pumps it up from Deeper down, on top Because the water is warmer Slightly. In the summer, this situation is reversed, and the water coming out of the faucet over the big makeshift cement laundry sink in the yard is Actually warmer Than What You pull up in the bucket. After you wash your clothes, of course There is no dryer, so you hang Them up in the yard on the bamboo rods set-up expressly for That purpose.

Some of These characteRistics Are Fairly typical in my experience THROUGHOUT THROUGHOUT China or Asia, or Throughout the World, and Some Are not. Most places in Haikou, it seems, You Can flush the toilet paper. (But most, maybe all, public facilities Do not Have sit-down johns, only squatters.) In Peru, on the Other Hand, I only ever saw one hole-in-the-ground squatter, pero Almost nowhere in the country TP Could Be flushed (and Did not Have That public toilets seats and / or You Would not want to sit down on anyway Were pretty much the norm). In Both Countries, Their own people carry paper at all times, Because it's very rare to find it When You Need it. (Here in Hainan, people always carry Tissues, and use only as TP Them Not When the Need Arise, But as napkins in restaurants - most restaurants don't Provide napkins for free - and (especially for girls) to blot off the sweat that you accumulate just walking around in this climate. In both Lima and Hainan, heating and air conditioning are pretty rare, and the buildings tend to be fairly open to the outside. One problem with that approach is the influx of bugs and (especially here in Haikou) rodents. The tap water not being potable is common everywhere I've been in China as well as South America. The beds in China are all very firm, and I think this is true of Asia generally. (In the US I always thought of myself as a person who prefers firm mattresses, but in the US I don't think we even have mattresses like they have here, and that's when mattresses are used at all; everybody seems to think it's no big deal - even if not an everyday thing - to sleep on the hard floor with nothing more than a thin bamboo mat.) There not being a shower stall, but just showering onto the bathroom floor, seems to be the norm everywhere that I've been in Asia (except the one place I stayed in Hong Kong). Also, I've never seen a bathtub anywhere that I've been here. People that I've occasionally asked about it have never taken a bath, only showers. Laundry seems to be done by hand by most people in China, and hanging up to dry is ubiquitous, even among those who use a washing machine. A lot of these things I've gotten used to, and living in Peru helped me to have less things that feel really strange or shocking or foreign here -- which is good, because the culture here feels a lot more strange and foreign than it did in Peru, so it frees up brain space for Adapting To That, Rather Than HAVING first to adapts to (the Lack of) the more Immediate physical comforts.

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