15 April 2010

Some Notes on the Chinese Language

This is my first experience with a tonal language and I am still learning how it-- and they, in general-- work. Before coming I figured I would ignore the tones and just "try" to pronounce words correctly; it's worked fairly well thanks to the context I've used them in but I have had many incredibly frustrating times where I pronounce a word multiple times (and with varying accents) until the listener finally guesses what I'm saying (or pretends he does).

Mispronouncing a word in Chinese is nothing like mispronouncing a word in English; the closest analogy I can come up with are our homophones, maybe the words "beach," "bitch"  and "beech."  In this case, only a native or advanced speaker could discern the difference without context. But more accurate would be if there were four to six words that sounded similar so depended exclusively on exact pronunciation for meaning.

How difficult is this? The Communists have been trying unsuccessfully to create a universal language for China since 1948. What we think of Chinese is actually three main languages all of which are mutually unintelligible despite being written exactly the same: Putonghua, what we know as Mandarin and is the most used and understood; Wu, which is the dialect of the Shanghai region; and Cantonese, spoken in the area around Hong Kong. And within these groups there are hundreds of regional and sub-regional dialects which are understood by non-native speakers to varying degrees.

I'll leave you with this: by law, the only language spoken on television is Putonghua, the "national" language and standard dialect of Beijing. But because so many Chinese cannot understand this dialect all programs must be subtitled! SL

They All Look The Same

My school recently hired a couple of new staff for the reception desk. I interviewed them both and then spoke to them during their first day of work; very amiable girls, the sort you want as the face of any organization. On the second day one of them asked my name again (not surprising really: I forget names a lot-- especially Chinese ones-- so expect the Chinese to forget foreign names just the same).

But she knew my name; just couldn't associate with my face. She said I looked like one of the foreign teachers and she couldn't remember who was who. Well, if that foreign teacher had been Lou Diamond Phillips or an Aztec priest I could forgive her mental lapse but the guy she confused me with was much taller with short, dirty blond hair (very physically similar to my friend Matt A. AKA Hippie AKA Didgeridoo). I didn't know what to say...

"These foreigners, they all look the same," she must have thought. SL

09 April 2010

All At Once

Hmmm. I've been out drinking thinking and decided it was time for an update. There are so many things to say so I will put them all in one...ummm, thing.

Dogs
No, they don't eat dogs. That's dumb. And wasteful. But the middle- and upper-classes are crazy about their dogs. I was told that there was a fad a few years back where people dyed their dogs' hair; I've only seen it a few times but those dogs look so punk rock!! I love em. Still popular, however, is dressing up toy breeds. I have seen them with all sorts of outfits (from the slutty to the nerdy) and even with shoes! Imagine: a dog with shoes! Bad to the Ass.