Saturday, March 05, 2005

Ouch!

I

started this little story about DKLA by sharing a bit of myself regarding friendship. I defined friendship--true friendship--rather narrowly, but got my head bit off in the process by a student of mine, the mongoose.

if those are your criteria for friendship, then it's no wonder you feel you don't have any friends around you. if i apply those to my life, i might not have any friends at all.... what about m? isn't she your friend? relegating people to the position of "acquaintance" simply because you would not reveal all of your deepest secrets to them is quite harsh, and quite inconsiderate, in my opinion. i would certainly hope that your students rank at least slightly above the near-total stranger at glory days. and saying that you "interact with them as friends" is just plain insulting, and smacks of dishonesty. friendships can be slow or fast to form, depending on the people and the circumstances... you can say that you have a heirarchy of friends, some closer than others, and i would say that's perfectly natural. you can say that your best friends are all living far away from you, and i can say that i understand, because mine are too, but saying that you have no friends around you is bollocks, and you know it.

Whew! Cool your jets, girl. My definition of friends is my definition. I reserve the right to define who I call "friends" and who I refer to as "acquaintances". To me, a true friend is one who will have my back when I need it most, one who will cover for me and defend me. And honestly, there are few who would actually go to the mat for me.

And students? Puleeeeeeeeeeeeze. I give my students a big hunk of myself. You know this; they know this. I believe anyone here who participates in the senryu salon may have an inkling of this. In the past 8 years, I have had hundreds of students, but how many of them keep in touch with me after graduating? I mean, besides those who contact me for a letter of recommendation? I can count them on one hand.

Now don't get me wrong. I am not upset or bitter or unhappy. Far from it. I love my students unconditionally, but I'm just elucidating the reality. This is the way of the world. Besides the difference of 20+ years between us, there are few who would want to consider me a friend. The student-teacher relationship is very comfortable: easy to establish, easy to end. So I would be deluding myself if I thought that most of my students regarded me as their buddy, more than an AIM buddy, that is. Certainly, I rank my students higher than anyone at Glory Days. Geez, I rank them higher than my colleagues at work. Seriously. Haven't you been to my house? YES YOU HAVE! How often do you think I invite my colleagues? Less than you guys. Way less. To think that you would EVEN question my feelings for you. Grrrrrrrr... wait... was your outburst... are you perhaps... jealous? Hahahahhahahahah. Just kidding...

Anyway, I think the problems is purely semantics. You seem to define friends very broadly: Those who are close; those you can joke with but perhaps not entrust with a secret; those you can talk to after years have gone by even though you have not kept in touch in the interim. That is for me a very broad definition. Conversely, you define acquaintances narrowly: people you barely know. I am the opposite. I define friends narrowly, and acquaintances broadly. While you choose to create a hierarchy of friends, I would rather have a hierarchy of acquantances. I can't rank a friend, for a friend is a friend is a friend. Maybe we should have more words to help us define the differences.

In Japanese, there are a number of words:

  • tomodachi 友達 Friends: This is the most prevalent word. But it is thrown about so casually that I use it like I use the word acquaintance. You will often see mothers tell their children on the first day of school to play with their "tomodachi" even if they had never even met them before. In this sense, it is used to mean "those of the same status as you." Certainly, drunk people throw the word around as if it was worth the price of one karaoke song.
  • yuujin 友人 Friend: This is the word I use when I refer to my good friend in Japanese. There is sense of true friendship in this word.
  • houyuu 朋友 Classical friend: I refer to this as classical because it is used in literary Japanese to infer a close friend. The character hou 朋 represents two bodies close to each other 肉肉. Yes, that is not two moons, but abbreviated slabs of meat. But this is the word for tomodachi in Chinese, pengyou. But maybe a Chinese speaker could shed some light as to the depth of friendship in this term..
  • shiriai 知り合い Acquantaince. As the characters suggest, it is a person you know 知りand match well with 合い. Indeed, a lot of people would probalby fit this description. Indeed, the word in English derives from the word acointe (OF) which means familiar.
  • UPDATED friend: shin'yuu 親友 Close friend: How did I forget this one?!? The characters literally mean familiar friend, but the meaning is the same: one with whom you are closely familiar like family. It is not surprising that the same Chinese character is used to mean "parent." Thanks to Taku and ZettonV for reminding me.

In English, I also use the term buddy. This is a person, usually of the same sex, with a shared interest who I meet on a regular basis. This might be close to the word tomodachi in Japanese. Drinkng buddy, study buddy, game buddy. Also, a "person I know" is definitely one who is lower in the hierarchy, and indeed I discriminate between the use of casual acquaintance and acquaintance. Ultimately, it is strictly personal preference. I see myself in an uncertain world where friends--true friends--are people I can count on. This is more realistic than believing that it's a comfortable world in which I am surrounded by many "friends". So call me a pessismist... Although I must admit my views have changed a bit since I've been on Xanga. This is indeed an incredible place.

Finally, M is my wife, my lover, my soulmate. This transcends a friend in my book. I would never introduce her to anyone as my friend as some might. So while our relationship encompasses the parameters of friendship, it's boundaries go far beyond it...

BTW: What are "bollocks"? Is it related to buttocks?

NOTE: The mongoose is a good student who is just trying to get my gander up. She can get away with this because she IS my student, and an attractive one at that... that is if you like women who are six feet tall and regularly make comments about short men.

Anway: How do you view friendship vs. acquaintance? Do you use different words?

The Aye's STILL Have It!

Story will continue tomorrow--Flame Out

Friday, March 04, 2005

Subscribers...

Since I've been on Xanga, I've been flattered to have a significant number of subscribers. To be honest, I never thought I'd attract much more than my students. But currently, my students and former students make up less than 20% of all subscribers. There was a time when I thought subscribers always left comments. But as my own subscription list has grown--an unwieldly 150--I barely have time to read let alone leave a comment on most. So I guess subscribers who don't leave a comment must be in a similar situation.

Not a problem. At least I know they read it--at least parts of it--as most get e-mail updates as Xanga subscribers. I was surprised to learn that I am also linked to other non-Xanga sites. Being the narcissistic ass that I am, I Googled myself and found a few non-Xanga places. Some have Xanga accounts just to comment on their friends sites, but keep links to me and others on their main site. Guys like Steve, spygirl, yenly and matt. Others don't have Xanga accounts but did me the courtesy of letting me know that she reads my site--at least sometimes--by bookmarking me on RBJ, like Shiz. but I also found myself on other sites such as Achikochi, Kaonashi, maninjapan, gotmilkfart. I wonder who they are? If you're on RBJ, how about a bookmark? Hahahahhaa. Just kidding. It was just wierd seeing links to my Xanga at non-Xanga places. Why would any one wanna read this drivel. Hahahah...

The Aye's Have It...

Let's see, since yesterday I got 35 "ayes" which would be less than 15% of my subscribers. Oh well, to the loyal go the favors... Click here to get your fix.

Thursday, March 03, 2005

Show of Hands

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esterday, I discussed a bit about a famous Japanese novel, so that my own narcissistic comments regarding SleepingCutie's post on her own "Sensei" wouldn't sound overly insispid. Oh well... Anyway, in the novel, Sensei writes: "words uttered in passion contain a greater living truth than do words which express thoughts rationally conceived." I totally agree.

As I was writing about the situation I created with Angel and DKLA, memories flooded back with a vengeance and I was immersed in emotions associated with betrayal, puppy love, first kisses. But then I got sick... the juice is gone... I wrote an outline, but it sounds so dry and lifeless.

So in an attempt to get my juices going again, I thought I'd try something that Shi did on her site. She says that she was protecting her posts and if you wanted to be added on then you had to ask. She got like a kazillion comments. Well, I don't expect to get a kazillion comments and I won't protect my posts... for long, but I was curious as to how many of my subscribers were actually reading this story of mine. If I know that there are enough of you, that alone would rev me up, I'm sure. Now, if say half of my subscribers respond, I should get about 120 comments? Okay, maybe a third...

So anyway, at the risk of sounding like an e-prop whore, those in favor of me continuing the story of DKLA, comment: AYE!

And if you're guessing that I'm just buying time to write this story, you wouldn't be far from the truth. But show me some love anyway. Hehehehehe

Updates:


Bastard!

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Can I take that as an "Aye"?

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I got your sorry ass, too!

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Kokoro: Heart of a Sensei

I always called him "Sensei" I shall therefore refer to him simply as "Sensei," and not by his real name.

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ack in 1914, a serial was published in the Asahi Newspaper by a man named Natsume Soseki. It was entitled Kokoro こころ. The translator of the novel--which my students have read (I presume) for this week (if I ever get to school, that is)--refers to a translation of the word by Lafcadio Hearn, one of the first Westerners to live at length and with success in Japan: The heart of things. I presume he used this translation because kokoro is used to refer to the heart of many things: the mind, the soul, emotion

The story is about a young university student and his relationship with a man he meets at the beach. It is summer and it is teeming with activity and exuberance. The young university student catches a glimpse of an older gentleman and is drawn to him by a number of factors: He was with a Westerner, he seemed familiar, and mostly they shared a similar world view. Both were lonely, but in a kind of self-imposed loneliness, one that is born from their rejection of the changing world they saw in Japan at the time.

The narrator admires this older man and his rather rational yet pessimistic world-view and automatically refers to him as Sensei. Sensei 先生 is a Chinese word that is a term of respect. In modern Chinese, it is equivalent to Mister, but in Japan, it remains a term of respect, most closely associated with a teacher. In the novel, the narrator seeks Sensei for advice and company (comisseration?) as they both view the world as beneath them.

The tone of the story is dark, as it is a representation of the close of the Meiji Era. Japan's attempts to modernize overnight was full of excitement and hope, but by the end of the Meiji--the setting of Kokoro--Japan was slowing down and showing signs of... normalcy? Perhaps a settling in period? The Meiji spirit, represented in General Nogi, is a romantic notion of the samurai spirit mixed with the acceptance of change and modernity and progress. Nogi fought for the restoration of the Emperor at the end of the Edo period, although he lost his banner in battle when he was a young officer. As such, he was tempted to commit ritual suicide (seppuku), but instead decided to work harder in the service of his emperor. He later led Japan over Russia in the Russo-Japan War--at the cost of his two sons--and was decorated a war hero. But when Emperor Meiji died, he committed suicide. Why? Ostensibly to follow his master in death. But more realisticaly, he probably saw himself as a product of an earlier time, a samurai in the modern age, a man out of touch, out of place.

And so too was Sensei.

As a product of an earlier time, he experienced the excitement of change but grew jaded as he soon came to realize that man--modern man--was ultimately working for himself, not for the public good, certainly not for the emperor. He was cheated by his uncle, he ulitmately cheated his friend. And this saddened him and forced him to isolate himself from others. And the narrator--perhaps a genius, perhaps a bold whipper snapper, probably a little of both--was able to catch Sensei's feelings and associate it with his own sense of disgust with the modern times, mostly related to his own life and his background as a provincial scion. He looked up to Sensei and revered his opinions and comments on all subjects.

Now, as I mentioned above, my lesson plan calls for a discussion of Kokoro this week, and so you can imagine my surprise when I noticed the slight coincidence between the topic of the novel and the content of a post by a young lady...

Yesterday, through these bleary drug-heavied eyes of mine, I noticed that I had received an unusually high number of hits. Did the story "On Friendship" find an audience? Oh my! I thought... I went to site meter and looked at the referrals and found that most of the visits came from a specific site, SleepingCutie.

She wrote an entry about her relationship with her Sensei. And her readers probably came by to see what all the fuss was about. (Read her post to see which beach we met at.) Unfortunately for her, her choice of topic garnered her fewer comments than usual.

Be that as it may, she is, I think, the first person who is not my student, to actually refer to me as Sensei on a regular basis, sometimes mildly ("gee, sensei"), sometimes in exclamation ("SENSEI!"). Taku refers to me as kyouju (professor) and Hanzo will call me shisho (master). But there is something warm and fuzzy about being called Sensei. Geez, even the Vixen once commented that Sensei somehow sounded sexy...

Hahaahah.

Anyway, thanks for the props girl. Being the topic of your post made me feel a whole lot better. Indeed, while I'm not exactly 100%, I am off to school because... that is what I do. I'm a Sensei. Thanks for reminding me!

Monday, February 28, 2005

Under the weather

I

swear, I hate getting sick. Canceling classes is the last thing I want to do. But today, heavy snow is forecast for our area so if I went to school, I'd just get sicker and end up canceling classes later this week. I've been teaching at my current institution since 1996 and this is, I think, the 3rd time I've cancelled class due to illness, so my track record is not too bad. I guess I was due. Besides, I'm sure my students aren't going to be overly depressed at having an unexpected day off.

Anyway, I'm too sick to continue the story. Minds kind of foggy. I wrote the following on Saturday--yes, I sometimes have posts all ready to publish. I have another one for tomorrow as well... Sometimes when I start writing, I can't stop... Diarrhea of the keyboard?


Responses

There have been a few questions and comments that I would like to respond to. I often respond at the site of the person who asked, but I think they are basically about my last few posts, it might be nice to write about them here where everyone can read them.

Visit Fongster8's Xanga Site!Fongster: Is this fiction? Are you writing a book?

No, this is not fiction, although there are some fictional elements to it. Everyone I mentioned existed. The events did occur: We did ride the bus, Angel and I did go to see if we could find DKLA walking to school. She did call. She did come to my house. She did kiss me. (*^_^*) (I know some of my students are cringing at that one.) The fiction is in the details: names have obviously been changed, although Angel was a nickname he went by when he worked at the confectionary job--a job that I got for him, I must add; Billie . Much of the dialogue reflects the spirit of the conversations although it is not verbatim--It's not like I tape recorded everything.

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sekura81: Have you always been clueless about when the opposite sex likes you ? I am so in the same boat as you. With the current bf I didn't know till he leaned in and kissed me.

Yes, I have always been pretty clueless. A lot of it probalby stems from the insecurities I developed when I was being rejected by girl after girl after girl. I obviously had no clue back then.

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Ah, the words of the sages. Yes, there is something to be said about the solidarity of the brotherhood. But two things: I was young, naive, and wildly in love with women; also, as I have proven, the solidarity of the brotherhood is a myth.

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Thanks guys... yeah, even you Jason... I think. But do I look that different? I've been looking at the same mug for the past 49 years and I don't see that much difference. Well, I have gained a considerable amount of weight, so I really should lose a few pounds--how many times have I said this?. Oh well, aging will do that to ya'.

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Omigod! You must have lived in California during the 70s. Nice to meet ya'. And to be honest. I don't remember any of their songs, either. I even had one of their albums--For you kids, that would be a black vinyl disk on which analog music was recorded.

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Sticks and stones...

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You think it would sell?

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Ah, there is nothing like hearing appreciative words... Makes me wanna write more...