Saturday, June 30, 2012

Sometimes, everything comes together nicely

I still wish I wasn't too lazy to look up Mr. Goldstein, my old Honors English 11 teacher, and bring this whole thing full-circle.

A couple of weeks ago in my regular Saturday high school "writing seminar" course, I intreoduced the students to Horace Miner's classic socio-anthropoligcal essay, "Body Ritual Among the Nacirema." Holding back giggles and beaming broadly at another grand success of the celebrated literary ruse, I watched the students' faces shift gradually from boredom to intrigue to questioning to disgust -- ultimately, to some confused interest in this strange people they'd never heard of before. One by one, we examined each ritual and figuredout what it might be. Of course, it never occurred to them to look at the name of the culture in reverse until I suggested it specifically.

And then, this class -- this class that for whatever reason cannot find it in themselves to relax and be expressive -- was awash in awareness and good humor, chattering and chuckling and realizing how strange anything can look from a different perspective.

And, naturally, their assignment for that week was to construct an observation of a culture they were themselves intimately familiar with -- ideally in the style of Miner's piece -- the Esenapaj, and/or any of its sub-groups.

By and large, they did not disappoint.

What follows is a collection of excerpts from ten particularly well-written essays, compiled into an ordered cultural examination. I hope you enjoy reading as much as I did this



Culture Report on the Esenapaj

Esenapaj culture is known as polite all over the world. When they sit down on the floor, they sit with their legs bent. When they meet their acquaintances, they will always bend their bodies forward by 45 degrees without fail.
At one time, they were called “do-naga tansoku,” which means “people who have a long torso and short legs.” Nowadays, Esenapaj bodies have developed further, so their torsos have become shorter and their legs longer.
  Interestingly, Esenapaj women tend to shave their body hair, as do some men. They think it looks good.

              Most Esenapaj people are shy, quiet and rarely speak their minds. For them, it is important to purge their bodies in their daily lives. They have a small pool and shower room, which is a strange and holy place in their homes. How can they purge themselves in this place?
              In general, at first, they rub their bodies with a rough cloth, put on a sacred liquid and soak their hair with a magical soap while outside of the small pool. Next, they soak in the hot water. Sometimes they mix a medicinal powder which has various colors, such as green, red, pink, yellow and blue.
              Esenapaj tradition says that if they neglect this sacred ritual for even a day, they will be encompassed by bad things. Therefore, they cannot neglect this action out of fear.

The Esenapaj rite of passage is severe. Espanaj people have to clear hard trials before they can become adults.
Most Esenapaj children will be packed into a square room and instilled with wisdom. At that time, everyone must wear the same clothes. They look like caged prisoners. They may not make any complaints. But they will acquire various types of knowledge and common sense.
Of all of these severe trials, the most difficult is the “egelloc noitanimaxe.” This trial attaches great importance to a piece of paper called the “troper loohcs,” which mentions each person’s individual performance, including grades, manners and achievements up to now. Their lives are decided by the contents of this paper, so it is very important.
People then crowd into a room and have to solve difficult questions. If they can endure the ordeal and produce a good result, they can escape hell. They will be given freedom while also growing their brains and spirit.
When Esenapaj become adults, the lessons learned from this hardship will become useful. This rite of passage is called “noitacude,” and the Esenapaj continue it to this day.

              The Esenapaj have interesting literature, and their short songs are famous. Esenapaj can express their feelings by singing short songs. These songs can also be slogans for things such as human rights and traffic safety. Ancient Esenapaj used to send such songs to people in order to express how much they loved them.

The Esenapaj love rituals. This is one such ritual that is loved by certain people.
Every spring, the people start preparing for this ritual very carefully. First, they build stairs. Next, a really tiny and blunt couple climbs to the top and sits down. Many other people follow them and settle too. All of them wear luxurious and colorful clothes, and some people have musical instruments. However, they’ve never played it somehow.
The Esenapaj people gaze along with their children and sing their song. They also eat light and colorful marbles.
After the day is over, these tiny people hastily go back home and never appear until the day comes again the next year. If they don’t hurry, Esenapaj children seem to get behind with their marriage.

Esenapaj have a special celebration on November 15. This is the day little girls and boys of ages seven, five and three dress up in kimono or suits and walk around an area. The celebration reminds everyone how fast babies turn into boys and girls, and this festival marks the day they enter real life.
              On this day, people go to shrines to see the children make their traditional visits to gain good fortune in their lives. It is a cheery day for everyone.

There is a prefecture in Napaj called Atio. People in this area eat mysterious food. First, they soak chicken in eggs and wheat. Second, they throw it in a pond of oil. It seems to be delicious. They also eat thin dumplings as a sweet. It is covered in a magic powder.

The Dance
              The Esenapaj are famous for long life expectancy. We can think of many reasons, such as their diet, their daily life, or the climate of their land. I think another good reason is The Dance.
              The party of this dance is held every Sunday morning on TV or on almost vacant land that will become an empire of little adults. The adults bring a machine which can control sounds, put it down and turn it on. Then, the machine plays the song of the dance, and people begin dancing. The length of this song is about two or three minutes. When the song finishes, the dance party also finishes.
In summer, which is the golden age of the little adults’ empire, the people of this country have a duty to attend this party every morning. So all Esenapaj people know this dance.

The Thing Which Esenapaj Love
              Do you know anything about him? He has existed regularly to the Esenapaj for a long time and he is loved by everyone. But he seldom appears in front of the people. He appears only for a short time in a special season. In modern times, the news foretells of his coming. The Esenapaj people who like him very much wait in expectation and respect the season when he comes to them.
              His personality is calm and self-possessed, but he is gorgeous, and he fascinates the people surrounding him. People gather to him and hold a banquet, sing songs and make merry from morning to night. Indeed, the Esenapaj value the irreplaceable time they can spend with him. He blooms in full petals every spring, and falls away soon. Esenapaj people still love the pink which gives them the impression of a lifetime in an instant bloom.
              
Many Boxes For Esenapaj
              Most Esenapaj visit a big box a least once a year. When they get there, they go through a wooden gate, then go up and swing a rope in a box. They throw metals or papers in another small box and bow, hoping for want they want to be.
              Beans are the most popular food eaten by Esenapaj people. They eat them every day. They normally make brown soup with them. They also make a white block with beans and put it into the brown soup. Beans are thought to be a useful food in Esenapaj culture.
              Some people make big boxes with round pieces of rubber. They make circular plastic things and flat things out of fabric, and sheath all of these parts inside the big boxes. The round pieces of rubber are connected to the outside of these boxes. People normally get in the box and go everywhere.
              Many Esenapaj people like to create reflections of themselves on paper. In order to do that, they use a square apparatus to find the person that wants to be reflected. They want others to look well upon them, so they normally hold up their forefinger and middle finger and make a crescent on their mouth.
              It seems like Esenapaj like boxes. They need a lot of boxes to live their lives. It seems strange, but it is true that the Esenapaj still exist today.

Friday, November 25, 2011

感謝

I can't lie and say I woke up happy today. That I was satisfied with the approximately two and a half hours of sleep, nor pleased with the persistently bitter cold, nor completely over the acrimony with which I shut my eyes and pouted to myself the late night before. It was a cold and lonely morning indeed, the bad taste in my mouth a vaporous swirl of residual resentment and whiskey and coke.

Cold.

And lonely.

And all the more reason today that I need to remember to be thankful. To count my blessings. To remind myself not only of the fortune of my possessions, status and situation, but the true strength of my character.

I am thankful that I have been raised by parents and extended family who, while far from perfect, showed me kindness and love and respect and faith and loyalty, and how to properly express them. I am thankful for every person and experience -- good and bad -- that has has helped mold and/or cut me into the man I am. A man of resolve, of will, of perseverance, of focus, of strength, of peace, of compassion, of consistency, of fidelity, of (perhaps to a fault) romantic tendency.

I am of course more thankful for the things I have than I have words to express it. But even more than that, I am thankful for the person I am, for I know that -- unlike the materials I own or have privileged access to, or even the physical body I enjoy -- that spirit will continue not only to last, but even to grow and deepen and improve. The same way I hope and expect my relationship with E to -- a magnificent and unspeakably wonderful blessing in itself, and possible only following the development I have undertaken (on top of ridiculously good timing on the order of pure destiny).

Thank You, Lord, for allowing me to see and remember that today, for bringing me blessings and challenges at the right time, when they will do me the most good. Please help me to also remember to use what You have blessed me with in selfless service to others, especially those to whom I profess my deepest love, and those who are less privileged, that everyone may have the opportunity to see more of You in themselves as I do.