Pre-post note: This is the 100% biased, non politically correct opinions of me, and me alone. I do not represent Malaysia, Malaysians, New Zealand, the kiwi's or even my own family. This post is just my rant's and raves. If youre offended, its your problem. No one forces you to read my rants and raves.
I realise that "chinese" is a general term here. For the purpose of this aritcle, when I mean "chinese", I mean Malaysian-Chinese like me. Others like Mainland chinese from china, HK chinese and Tawanese-chinese, are different. VERY dfferent.
80 years ago, a boy was born in southen china. It was a time of unrest in china, with warlords trying to control the fractions, and KMT and the Cominees fighting. Anyway, he was born in the chaos. As he grew up, his parents realised that he was left handed. In those days, it was regarded as a bad omen. A bad thing. Something connected to the demon. I'm not kidding here. So his father forced him to write with his right hand, the "normal" way.
Wasnt easy for the boy, but that was the least of his worries. Like many chinese during that era, many fled south to escape the chaos in china. They usually ended up in Singapore. From there, they will scatter around what is known as Malaysia, SIngapore and Indonesia today. He ended up in a small town called Sibu. Settled down, survived the japanese occupation, got married and had some kids. One of his daughters met a dashing man, got married, and had kids. When the eldest was old enough, he was sent to Auckland.
In Auckland, the eldest kid ended up living with a mainland chinese. Who was left handed, but wrote with his right hand. A bit akwardly, he thought.
In case you still dont get it, "the boy" is my grandfather. I'm "the eldest son in Auckland", living with this china-man who's driving me nuts.
I TELL YOU, NOTHING HAS CHANGED IN CHINA!!!!! 80 YEARS ago my grandfather was forced to write with his right hand. 80 years down the road, there still thinking like that!!!! WHAT HAS CHANGED? NOTHING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! The mainland chinese are still as uneducated and peasant like, havent budged an inch from their outdated thinking from 80 years ago!!!!!!
The irony is that, the more I know these Mainland chinese (MC for short), the more unchinese i feel. The only thing chinese about me is my blood, my genes and the fact i can speak 华语。Any links to china had been long cut off from all this years. the MC i live with is an ailen to me, in speech and culture.
I hate it when in Malaysia, they look at us who can speak chinese and say: "You chinese, can speak chinese, no problem doing buisness with china" and how I'm all ready to cope with the new economy crap. Well, living with a MC has convinced me that that is impossible. I CANT EVEN UNDERSTAND THE MC, THEIR WAYS, THER EATING, AND ABOVE ALL, THEIR LACK OF MANNERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The MC i'm living in is a disgrace. Fair enough, this is his first time out of the black hole called china, but I'm cant correct him. The MC all talk very loudly. VERY LOUDLY!!!! if you think my speech is loud, wait till you see them. They can literary wake the entire neighbourhood en route to school! No matter how many times I TRY (key word here is TRY) to tell him to lower his voice, he never learns. Its embarssing at a traffic crossing, when he's going on about the cold weather here and everyone turns to look at us.
Then theres privacy. Or the lack of it. While there seems to be a word for "privacy" in chinese (language), the people obvously dont understand it. I'm still teaching him to knock on my door BEFORE COMING IN!!!!!! Honestly, this thing, knocking on the door before entering, which we Malaysians take for grnated, is ailen to the MC!!!!!! One concequence is that one night, the MC was asked to call the Filipino guy were living with, in his room. UNknown to him, the Filipino guy had his girlfriend in his room. (Thats normal here BTW) So the MC just went to the door, and WITHOUT KNOCKING, OPENED THE DOOR TO THE TWO LOVE BRIDS!!!!
Anyway, the ensuring moments was filled with alot of shouthing from both sides, both in anger and embarassment. And this neutral Malaysian was dragged into the row because the china man couldnt understand what the Filipino was talking about.
I thought knowing chinese (language) was going to be a plus side here. Instead its a double edge sword. I have to TRANSLATE EVERYTHING FOR THAT UNDEUCATED MC PEASANT!!!!!!!
Which brings me to no3: language. We Malaysians can moan at the declining standads of English, moan how our graduates cant string a proper sentance.But I have to say that no matter how bad our English is, were still quite well off. Even the chung hua (read: UCE )students at least know how to use Friendster and computers in ENGLISH! I have never seen anyone use a BM verson of XP. (YES, there is one!) But this MC, he claims that he was in the top ten in his ENglish class in china, yet cant even read "rechargable".
One occation was when he wanted to buy AAA rechargable battries for his eletronic dictonary that all MC and Koreans have here. So we went to The Warehouse. Problem no1: He cant pronounce W-A-R-E-H-O-U-S-E. Thats how bad his English is. Then He ran to the battery rack and took off the first AAA battery pack he saw. I stopped him, saying its not rechargable. He asked "How do you know?"
HOW DO I KNOW???
HOW TO I KNOW??????????
I CAN READ, YOU STUPID MAINLAND CHINESE WHO CANT EVEN TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN A NORMAL AAA AND RECHARGABLE AAA BATTERY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I took the right pack and told him "充电 is rechargable" and pointed the word to him like a kindergarden teacher to the young kid. He looked at it and said "ray-ka-.....", "ree-sha-ah...", "rii-cha-boul".......................
You have no idea how hard it is to teach a MC to pronounce "rechargable"
I end up being the translator to all the notices he gets from school. Even simple things like "We will have a field trip this Friday" HE CANT UNDERSTAND!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I HAVE TO TRANSLATE THAT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The list goes on. He's now in intensive ESOL classes, meaings the whole day he goes to school to do nothing BUT ENGLISH ESOL classes!!!!!!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!
He moaned on wanting to do maths and science. So they gave him a maths book. Now if the question is mostly numbers and universally reconised symbols, he's fine in general. But this question tripped him up:
Find the roots of X^2+6X-8
I hope my fellow Malaysians understand and can do this question. BECAUSE THE MC DOESNT UNDERSTAND THE QUESTION!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
He doesnt even know what 加,减,乘,除 is in English (plus minus times divide). Or what does "negative" mean!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So as you can see, I ended up translating almost everything for him. Which this is getting annoying, as I cant watch TV in peace without him asking every 30 seconds "what was that about?", "what did he say?", "what does that mean?"
WHAT DO I LOOK LIKE?????????????// A UN TRANSLATOR?????? GIVING REAL TIME TRANSLATIONS?????????????????????????????????????????????????
It gets worst. He pratically lives in my room. I have to politely chase him out, but he keeps coming back. To toture me. He say "Need my help" and I end up translating EVERYTHING!!!!
Why even bother coming out of china????????? If all you can do is live in your chinese world???????
Then theres showering. I dont know how you guys shower in Malaysia anymore, but here, you shower in a fixed cubible, so you dont wet the entire bathroom.
Somehow, when he showers (which is not often. Once a week!), EVERYTHING is wet!!!!!!!
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The sink
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The toilet bowl
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The windows
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The toilet paper
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the walls
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the floor
HOW THE HELL DO PEOPLE IN CHINA SHOWER??????????????????????????AND THEY MOAN ABOUT FLOOODS. THEY WAY THEY SHOWER, YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
SO yours truly has to TRY and tell him that here, in NZ, toilets are kept dry. As much as possible. Which is difficult to a person where a wet (and stinky! Reall the infamous china toilets) toilet is normal to understand.
They can rave lunatic that they have 2000 years of history, they are the oldest civilisation, but to me, thats ALL RUBBISH!!! They spend 2000 years and still cant keep a toilet clean. Me say "Your history and civilisation is 100% useless!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
WHAT HAS CHANGED IN CHINA FROM OUR FOREFATHERS TIME??? NOTHING!!!!!!
It was better in the old days where the china men were locked up in china. They really shouldnt be given passports. If I was the immigraion dept I'll isolate all these MC to a SEZ (Special Englsih zone) where speakiing any other language other than English is a CRIME!!!!!!
And this is coming out of a chinese. So no one can blame me of being racist.
You know how our numbskull politicians whine that the races are not intergrating etc etc? How hard is it to create a "Bangsa Malaysia"? Well, I know one sure way to achieve that. SEND ALL THE CHINESE TO CHINA. JUST EVEN FOR 8 DAYS. WHEN THEY COME BACK, SHOCKED AT HOW BARABRIC AND UNCIVILISED MC ARE, get rid of the NEP and Bumi priviledges, I guranteee "Bangsa Malaysia" boleh dicapai pada tahun 2020!
BELIEVE ME, IT WAS BETTER LOCKING THE CHINA MEN UP IN CHINA LIKE IN THE 70'S. AT LEAST WE DIDNT HAVE BRAINLESS CHINA DOLLS SEDUCING MEN AND BREAKING UP FAMILIES.
Now I have to get back to work.............