Friday, September 11, 2015

Atrocity

I witnessed an atrocity the other day.

Our Hangzhou to Xi'an flight had just touched down (and I mean literally had just touched down) when suddenly a lady appeared in the aisle at the front of the plane, ready to exit. Even the air hostesses - still seated in their seats - were taken by suprise. They asked her to sit back down. When she refused, one had to get up and usher ( = force ) her back to her seat. No sooner had this poor hostess buckled herself back up again, that there was a family of 3 making their way - hand luggage  and all - down the aisle also. The hostess upbuckled herself yet again and, telling someone else to turn off their phone on the way, asked them to return to their seats. They also defied orders. As a final attempt she asked the child to sit on an adjacent passenger's lap as the plane taxied in.

I couldn't believe it. What's wrong with these people? Who do they think they are?! Yes, our flight was one whole hour delayed. But they were locals - they should know (and I didn't for a long time), that domestic flights are more often than not behind schedule. And its not like there haven't been longer delays (hey, cancellations even!) in the history of aviation services.

What I witnessed made me angry. So angry I call it an atrocity. Now, its not like I haven't seen worse evil in the world. But that what I saw wasn't just a couple of impatient people. But horrible selfishness that I have begun to notice in other places also.

Now, don't get me wrong. I like Chinese people. Heck, I am a Chinese. And in a country of 1.4billion people, its unfair to generalise. But, there are certain 'habits' (should we shroud them with the term 'culture'?) that Chinese people partake in, that - in my opinion - are nothing more than displays of selfishness.

Like, why don't people swallow their OWN saliva? Why do they let their children eliminate in (very) public places (sometimes infront of public toilets!)?Whey don't they form a line and let others who got there first, go first?

'Are you in line?' a man behind my Finnish friend and me asked at the train station last week. Of course we are, I replied, and then silently (geez, We're westerners! we're who do you think we are?) Then I realised I should have said 'Of course we're not! Where do you think we are? (The West?!)' And if to prove right my thoughts, he , and everyone else behind) squashed us up against the ticket counter and breathed down our necks.


I did have a thought in China's defence however. Like, I know China is a big country. And staggers under a big population. The two topics of conversation - for foreigners and locals alike - are: the excessive number of people and the (bad) quality of air. And I guess this has something to do witht the formation of this Chinses 'Culture' (promotion and acceptability of selfishness). I mean (ok, save ethics for another day), perhaps its just not possibleto live any less selfishly here. If you actually waited behind the yellow line, your flight would leave before you got to check in. If you didn't push and shove and haul your body onto the bus, you'd never make it to the office (at all, nevermind on-time). If you waited for cars to stop before attempting to cross, you'd collapse with hunger before reaching the supermarket across the road.If they provided toilet paper in all public toilets, there'd be no trees left to emit oxygen.

Now, I'm definitely no saint. But this recent aeroplane atrocity has got me thinking: What little, seemingly innocent and 'acceptable' acts of self interest are really atrocities at heart?





 

A semester in Xi'an


Excerpts from an email home. 25 June 2015.

Well, Ive finished a semester Xi'an. I must say Ive gained a bit of insight into the (at least international student's) education system here.
Its not that great.
Its not that the quality or content is lacking, rather (something closer to my heart..): morals and ethics.

For all of China's restrictions and regulations, the international student's department is incredibly laxed. Cheating is not only rampant and obvious, but, it appears,  perfectly acceptable. Take weekly '听写 (lit:listen-write) tests (think of primary school spelling tests) for example. I think they should be re-named ''写写' because half the class will have their textbooks open and be copying the words. The teacher strolls around the room and turns a blind eye. She strolls because shes not allowed to sit whilst teaching - thats the rules. She's not allowed to sit... but we're allowed to cheat??

One day during '听写  I got so fed up that I took out my camera and started taking pictures. Some classmates gave me amused looks - I smiled and snapped their photo. I snapped people playing on their phones, people wit textbooks open, people sharing answers.

Cheating is one thing, punctuality and class attendance are another. Our class had 20 students.. these last few weeks we would start at 8am with 5-6. On a good day, this number would swell to perhaps 12 or 15 over the next few hours, on a bad day it would remain at 5.

On a positive note, my chinese is improving to the state where I think I am not longer mistaken for retarded, but from Taiwan, Kunming or Hong Kong (?is their chinese so bad in those places, I wonder..?!)


I managed to do a bit of hiking as the days got warmer (and are now too hot!), the most notable being 'Mt Hua Shan' - unlike any mountain you've seen (the crowds are also unlike any you've seen (or want to see)). There was even an ATM at the summit! (only in China!) On the way down I couldnt restrain myself and (jumping the 'no swimming' sign), had a little swim in the river (the cleanest water Id seen so far)... my chinese friend was shocked and said it was the 1st time she'd seen a girl 'bathing' in natural water...

The day of my exam one of our scungy dorm cats cut its leg - deep enough for me to dream about stitching it up. No such luck (opportunity! Exams come first!) - in the end I brought back some supplies, and on the kitchen bench (with girls cooking pancakes in the background!) me and A Yi (dorm mother) cleaned and injected this unappreciative patient, whose howling nearly turned the pancake girls nauseous.

So whilst I'm not sure about the pancakes, both the cat and my exams turned out fine. The cat because (as every vet knows) animals will heal with/without/in spite of treatment, and and exams because they were a bit like glorified homework without the use of a dictionary.  I did, however have trouble reading the exam regulations listed at the top of each paper....I have sat many an exam where l have not understood the exam questions, but never until now been in one where I haven't been able to read the rules!

And as such continues my strange life here...


Cheating in China