Tuesday, January 12, 2010

A great new year! 良いお年を!


12 January 2010 (Tues): Unlike the past few years, I have made my new year resolutions for 2010. I hope I will work more diligently to fulfill them.
On the last day of 2009, I spent it meaningfully and peacefully watching Kouhaku Uta Gassen. I enjoyed it, especially the White Team, which to me had better singers and performers. I found the songs sung by some female vocalists 'bizzare'. I also like the male compere (from S.M.A.P.) much better. He has been hosting it for the past few years.
I took a few pix of some performances which I thought were good. Here are two of them:

The New Year is most enjoyable in Japan. I think this singer shares the same sentiments:

I recall going to the temple near my home in the cold for mochitsuki ('pounding the rice cake') and to sound the ancient giant bell (jo-ya-no-kane).

I have made sure I finished my kagami-mochi (grilled rice cakes go well with me) with oshiruko (sweet red bean soup) for a happy year.
At the end of 2010, I hope to congratulate myself for having spent my time fruitfully.

Saturday, January 2, 2010

Assessment

2 January 2009 (Sat):
Schools in Singapore will be implementing a different assessment method for Mandarin as a second language soon - the newspaper has informed. It's long overdue, I thought; but as the saying goes, "It's better late than never".
In my years of second language education here, I have never heard of anyone in my school being barred from entry into higher institutions of learning due to their poor second-language results. Thus I was surprised to read about Singaporeans who emigrated because their children could not cope with the second language. I was not shocked, just surprised, because different people have different experiences in school.
I was a very bilingual student, thanks to my early years of exposure to multiple languages both at home and outside home. I am also thankful to teachers in my primary and secondary school who taught me well, in addition to my interest in studying Mandarin. However in my high school (junior college) exam, I obtained a C5 in the final exam - the G.C.E. 'A' level exam. It was what I considered a 'freak' result. What was most puzzling was a few passive bilinguals had obtained straight 'A1's. I could not pursue the matter because the channels for such investigations were not made known to us. Immediately after sitting for that exam, I recalled that I was filled with confidence -as usual- of obtaining an 'A'. I picked a question that required me to complete a story. I continued the opening lines with a love story peppered with the richest descriptions of emotions, I thought. The result reflected the fact that the examiners were looking for a certain genre, but it was not made known explicitly to examinees.
I had a somewhat different experience for another important examination sat two years earlier than the 'A' level exam. It was my French 'O' Level Exam. Due to a terrible ear infection I could not hear what conversation was being exchanged in the listening comprehension section. My result was disastrous. Two decades after that, however, in a displacement exam for entry into Alliance Francaise, I could still recall the fundamentals even without any prior preparation nor had I experience using it. (I also haven't been to France). The Director half-commented and queried, 'Were you excellent in French?' - certainly with surprise and not sarcasm.
A scholar from HK has had a different experience at our secondary schools, though. When she obtained a 'B' for her Geography and another subject (probably Math) in her 'O' level examination, she paid a fee for her results to be formally investigated and finally got her grades adjusted to 'As' as her housemate revealed sometime later (How was that possible? One may question but will not be able to get the answer).
Later at a local university, a leading scholar in Linguistics "kindly" informed her students- one of whom was me -with her usual very broad smile (which was never useful for satisfactorily answer students' queries), to write good English and well-organised answers in their final exam. It is surprising why then some instructors (even Arts and Social Sciences professors) who can neither speak fluent English nor deliver coherent presentations in English - let alone writing good English responses within three hours of the examination - continue to be hired by the University as well as by the department? One of them spoke with such heavily accented English that I never understood her subject until I went to the U.K. many years later. The lectures (in fact, lectures for every subject) also never contained solid introductions to the subject concerned.
It's amazing how lightly some spokesperson for a certain university here dismissed such issues on accents when students wrote to the press forum some years ago to complain about 'foreign accents'. The answer given was the need to expose students to different kinds of accents in the global(ised) work-place. Great foresight, eh?
Sure, universities here have always tried very hard to stay relevant and keep up with changes in the world. It is perhaps for this reason that the Human Resource Management course was introduced very abruptly and made mandatory to Arts and Social Sciences students in my final year (That made my course load nine, instead of eight). Thus for students studying a new foreign language, it was a tremendous strain on their time. Moreover a three-year basic degree programme (of slightly more than twenty months) to manage such very new courses like the Politics of Japan and Japanese Management (for a major), in addition to five other more courses (for another major and minor) including acquiring a foreign language with daily tutorials, reflected an education chimera rather than a well-studied plan. Even if the quality of the instructors was the best in world - which was then very far from the case- it would be defeating the purpose of tertiary education which to me was -to develop my abilities and interests.
I feel sure that the people involved in drafting and implementing such programmes, including those so-called scholars and linguists, had never fathomed the deeper features involved in acquiring and mastering a foreign language in the real world. Most of the linguists then, in that department, only spoke and worked on their heritage languages and/or community languages. Many were from a certain developing Asian country. Among them was a so-called "trainer of teachers".
This "trainer", to me, holds a pin-hole view of mankind - thanks to his limited travel and exposure to foreign cultures and probably his being nurtured in a highly stratified closed society. Keeping his position (and pay for retirement) was perhaps his priority, rather than looking at how students' potentials can better be identified, tapped, developed and better assessed. I wonder how his background on the literacy of children so alien to the majority of kids here could also be relevant and useful for students like me? How many of these "linguists" have really worked hard to try and master a foreign language - one that is not spoken within the home and without- without ever visiting the country where it is spoken?
To continue with the subject on pushing Human Resource Management for final-year students, had the objectives been carefully studied? Did all graduates from the Arts and Social Sciences Faculty take up HR managerial positions? What could a eight- to nine-month bi-weekly or tri-weekly course do to equip students with real HR skills? Do foreign-educated academics hired in the Arts and Social Sciences Faculty here also have the HR Management knowledge that was and is considered very essential? Such knowledge is apparently absent in many academics who helm research centres.
The same scholar in Linguistics mentioned earlier would also probably tell her students, flashing her signature grin, "Don't worry about grades", as she had told me before. It's the kind of platitude you can expect from teachers. But all of us know this fact very well: Only your final grades will determine whether you can further your studies or not, or whether you get an honours or not, which further determines how much you earn in the Civil Service Sector should you desire to join it.(**)
As my Anthropology professor in the U.S. seriously articulated in class: "I will have to assess carefully or it will affect you when you want to further your studies".
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(**) So what pattern became apparent from the results of the final examination, the only one set of criteria on which students' advancement to further studies was based? Several dark horses emerged, of course, EITHER because their two majors consisted of Political Science and Japanese Politics OR, because of their lighter combination of a heavier and a lighter and more interesting subject which was Japanese Sociology.
Why did I use the word 'combination'? Because all the subject results were averaged instead of singly graded according to the student's effort and ability/talent in the subject concerned. It was a breeze for Political Science students who read Japanese Politics in Japanese Studies and Japanese Politics in their other major. One does not need to have an exceptionally high IQ to see that the playing field was very uneven. Certainly for me, my education path here was tumultuous; it was furthermore, very uninspiring.

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Christmas in Singapore (3) シンガポールのクリスマス


30 December 2009 (Wed): Second last day to the end of 2009!
This year the Christmas 'atmosphere' began early, sometime towards the end of October. My eye doctor greeted me 'Merry Christmas' then and added, 'The Christmas lights are up'. (How sweet of her).
I cleared M.'s home for her with R. and A., and found some of my old Christmas gifts from Germany, Finland and S. Korea where my penpals were from about two decades ago. Sis A. kept them well in a box for me. The white candles had discoloured-but one of them could still be lit. However, its wax melted very rapidly away and in no time it turned into a waxy puddle on the stand.

While doing that very tedious and stressful clean-up of M's place in early October, I was already reminded that Christmas was coming soon.

The grocer stores were and still are well-decked with goodies from Europe, especially from Italy, Austria and Germany; also from Australia and Russia as well as Japan. Restaurants quickly put up their trees and spread the year-end mood:

Providence showered and the overall temperature dropped although it does not snow:

People rushed to get their loved ones gifts in the last few days before Christmas. The usual comment from my Japanese acquaintances is, ' There's no snow. You don't feel like it's Christmas'. One said 'Yuki ga nai; henna kibun' (No snow; strange feeling).
But I never experienced the Christmasy atmosphere at all while I was in Japan even with the snow and cold. Christmas is not a national holiday there, and very few commercial offices are dressed up with lights and trees.
A.'s office (in Singapore) dressed up its big tree, and staff deposited their gifts for exchange, and whatever they brought to their office, under it.

Despite having picked up a few gifts since early November, I did not manage to deliver them before the day arrived. I also had a list to add later on.

My gift-stockings bulged this year (see above), thanks to kind friends and kin! But I was determined that the same did not happen to my belly. So what I had for Christmas was just:

We liked the sashimi:

I'll remember this evening eve anyway.

Monday, December 28, 2009

Christmas in Singapore (2) シンガポールのクリスマス


Paragon
28 Dec 2009 (Mon): I can't help feeling that I've accomplished little this year or, have I been too ambitious? I feel that there've not been many activities - both academic and economic. I wonder if it's due to the prevailing mood of recession in the world? But Singapore is out of the gloom, technically speaking. There's no feeling of a glut here.

For instance the Orchard Road decor forebodes an excellent 2010 - or has it just been my hope? I find the decor this year more intricate, and more colorful than last year's - but not all might agree.
There is, as usual, no lack of carefully dressed-up Christmas trees,

(Above: Tree in Takashimaya)
of varied characters as well:

Goodwood Park Hotel's main entrance

(Above: Tree by Soo Kee's at Bugis)
Scotts Road is also a buzz:

It's glittering within ten metres above us - all around - and not just inside a building:

(Above: Wisma Atria)
Something 'festive' peeks at you from the least conspicuous corners:

And at the Scotts-Orchard Road junction (see below):

Outside a building (see Tangs below):

At a side entrance (Goodwood Park Hotel):

We have all forgotten how last year's (2008) looked like. I didn't recall it being fancier, except for the golden-framed slide on the stories of Christmas outside Tangs...or was that the year before last?

Outside Raffles City last year (2008):

(To be continued...)

Parks in Singapore (1): Opium Hill Park (Bukit Chandu  ブキット チャンドゥ)

28 Dec 2009 (Mon): It's heartening to know that efforts have been made to preserve the indigenous flora of Singapore.
During my restful holidays, I thought that after the feasting, some fresh air and tranquility would be just perfect.A. took me to this place where I have never known. He knows every nook and corner of this island well.
We turned into Pepys Road after coming in from West Coast Road. It was a straight narrow road uphill after that, passing some condominiums and lush greenery. Absolute tranquility - quite out of this world. There were two small car parks for vehicles. We sighted the first one and parked our car there. Then we walked to the top of the hill. There is a museum and archives on World War II. Beside it there are some short houses that blended with the flora. We walked into this small entrance with signs which was the 'end' or 'beginning' of a bridge covered with leaves and branches which were not overly protruding.

Along the way there were signs to inform on the flora and the history of the place. I have always enjoyed reading about the folk uses of plants:

This used to be the oil deposit in the British colonial days. It was called the Normanton Oil Deposit, as the board informs.

Mid-way on the bridge we spotted an old British army house in the distant.

Ferns and other tropical parasitic plants decorated this walk-way 'in the air'. The birds were chirping occasionally. No human voices were heard even when some people were walking on the bridge. Everyone seemed to prefer silence to words.
After some turns we exited and saw another 'bump' on the hill. We walked upward and came to another flat trail that leads to the Kent Ridge Park. Very lush and clean. No litter was sighted.
We saw two pavilions and told ourselves to come back one of these weekends for a picnic. From the pavilion, the panorama of the sea and the PSA Pasir Panjang Wharf which was undergoing expansion unfolded.

Part of the wharf will be built on reclaimed land. The works are currently being carried out by Hyundai. We spotted its site office from the peak.
We saw another car park some height below from the pavilion. We turned back to the route we had came from. Along the way, old stones and trees lined the path.

If we were lucky we would be able to see some birds.

A. said that he saw a kingfisher the last time he was there.
A 'project' on weeding out exotic plants such as the Australian Wattle, Bearded Smilax, Batai/Albizia and Koster's Curse which that are overcrowding the indigenous species is currently underway - as we found out on our way back to the bridge.
This park is almost unknown to tourists and many locals, which was great for us as we had serenity and peace on a hill top all to themselves. But we thank the National Parks for its great work.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

Christmas in Singapore (1) シンガポールのクリスマス


09 December 2009 (Wed): Christmas shopping this year in Singapore has been fun. Good music at shopping malls and boutiques, a continuous stream of special offers, an enormous range of gifts and very cool weather,generally, though not wintry. I try not to leave Singapore during Christmas, but in fact have flown to Hanoi for some days and am back again.

Surprisingly this year I have received more than the number of gifts I'd expected, and I am sure they are still coming in. My first one is a Rolex oyster perpetual datejust steel and gold, M116231-0017, thanks to M. and Sis A.

E., that nephew of mine with caustic humour, commented that I finally own a 'Kopitiam watch'! 'Kopitiam' refers to the 'working class' cafe where prices are relatively cheap compared to restaurants. That is quite a keen observation, I thought, as even washers, food servers, and lorry drivers are wearing, or aspire to have, Rolexes.

"What a lift to the Swiss economy!"- C. acknowledged with thanks after I e-mailed him this information. He promptly accompanied his reply with a spiritual gift - my fourth X'mas gift. His gift, air-flown from Davos, is a book on how to combine Christianity and materialism ("Rolexes and Chopards", as he defined it-ha!). I will open the gift on Christmas eve.

I met up with Cy. whom I have not seen for over a year. Nothing has changed-which is good. We wanted to go to the sale at Takashimaya, but thought of having a good sushi dinner first. We both agreed to try out Itachoo, a chain from Hong Kong.

The ambience at Itachoo resembles that of a crowded cafe or a dim-sum restaurant-which explains why it's described as the 'dim-sum style sushi store'. Its culinary standard is slightly above average; it also performs better than Sakae, Sushitei, and the rest in terms of service.

Cy. and I ordered the hamachi, the salmon tataki, the salmon and flying fish roe:

The best deal is the lightly grilled salmon for 40 cents a piece! Only the early birds catch this succulent 'worm'- I will have to emphasize.

At the end of our dinner, we headed to Takashimaya's B1 - a big square stacked with glittering Christmas displays. What variety! We chose a Christmas wreathe (S$18.90)and gift ornaments (S$2 each), and finally dragged our feet into Cedele for warm Camomile tea and ice-cream. Cy chose sea salt with caramel which she found too sweet. My choice was fig with cinnamon. I enjoyed it.

Cy. took a picture of me, selected some which she took for this blog and sent all of them to me through her iPhone. Cool speed.

I asked Cy. for a pix her lovely long-time companion:

At 10:20 pm the staff came and told us to leave.

A note to add, though: Christmas decor along Orchard Road this year is fabulous. I appreciate the attention to detail and colors. (More photos coming up).

Tuesday, November 3, 2009

Songs of Singapore(新謡 しんよう)


黃譓禎 - 巫啟賢 - 邂逅
3 November 2009 (Tuesday): CK chuckled when I remarked in office today that I am going spread the 'Singapore soft power' in Vietnam. He thought it was just one of those fatuous comments that came from me.

I encountered a few educators of Chinese language schools in VN who were interested in procuring new language materials. One of them asked me if I could find books on Chinese riddles so that students would be stimulated to stretch their vocabulary in Mandarin. I tried to look for such materials, but ended up with none. The Popular Book Store in Bras Basah was one of my stops for book hunting but finding suitable ones for children was a task. Finally I settled for a pictorial book on proverbs.

The prices of Chinese language books here are generally rather high- approximating four to five times the price of what you pay in China with costs of operation, freight, etc. incorporated in them. Besides, Chinese publications sold outside schools are mostly published in China and reflect the values, customs and ideals of the society of Mainland China.

Up to Unification in 1975 in Vietnam, Chinese language and subject materials in Chinese-medium schools in Central and South Vietnam were imported from Taiwan. In the case of Singapore, locally written and published books in Mandarin already existed shortly after Independence in 1965. Outside school, however, many literary materials and stationary were imported from Taiwan. Movies, TV serials, variety shows, music, and story books which originated in Taiwan, for instance, have shaped the culture of many educated Chinese overseas; scholarships from Taiwanese institutions of learning also attracted the Chinese-educated in Southeast Asia to pursue higher learning there. It was an era of Taiwan's 'soft power' when the wave of Taiwanese 'campus songs' starting from the mid-1970s innundated our media and spurred Chinese-educated students to creative pursuits. Many started jotting down rhythmic phrases and added musical notes to their terse poems and in some cases, carefully crafted lyrics. A special genre of light-hearted melodies -- contemplative, subtly romantic, or heartwarming -- which were Singapore's own songs --thus called xin yao in Mandarin, emerged. One of the two syllables in the appellation xin is derived from the name of the country; the other syllable yao denotes 'songs'. Their composers were youth ranging from teenagers to adults mostly in their twenties.

Sung on TV, radios, school and community concerts with the accompaniment of the most common instrument, mainly the guitar and piano, they soared in popularity. These songs were the conduits to the young writer's inner world - of innocence, purity, awe and curiosity, sometimes angst and cynicism to societal demands and changes. Sentimentality weaves through the melodic lines, invoking the ephemeral joys of childhood, school days and friendship and the lightly depressing reactions to a transforming society and cityscape but occasionally a pronounced pride towards the city of Singapore.

梁文福 ,劉瑞政, 王邦吉- 細水長流
The beauty of these songs lies in the spontaneity of their creation,unmotivated by commissions and profit. They were written for the pure joy of personal or shared expression. The music is soothing and contents are eclesiastically poetic, replete with youthful idylism and sentiments. None conveys the profound morose of life, the puerile and fractious voice of frustrated teenagers, or the pernicious grudge of adults. The rhythm may be fast or slow but never like a funereal dirge.

This xin yao wave raged but subdued by the turn of the 1990s before they began fossilizing in the collective memory of a group of people who grew up in the late 1970s to late 1980s. Soon these songs evanesced into the historical immortality of this society. Once played, they whip up the nostalgia for some pristine state of human feelings and relationships that seem to be more common in the past.

As CDs, I think they will make meaningful gifts and teaching materials (for certain levels of Mandarin learners) for my acquaintances...

写一首歌给你-梁文福
In the midst of these thoughts, CK, barged into my office again and recommended a new tear-jerking Hokkien fado that he recently found. I exploded into laughter and was baffled - after all these years of Speak Mandarin Campaign?!