well, teachers are human too.
well, teachers are human too.
when crisis strikes, there are always opportunities in the hood.
if they're asking if you're Viet Cong. That's the average age range of a Viet Nam vet. Good Lord, people who worried about the Viet Cong are from the 1960s. Are they stuck in a time warp? Are they Americans? Seeing too many old action movies? Canada was never involved in that conflict. And they must be newcomers, to some degree, to Nanaimo and/or Canada. The "old" Nanaimo Caucasian families remember and respect the original pioneering Chinese families that helped to build Nanaimo, people like the Wongs, the Mahs, the Lums, the Yorks, and many others. And if it weren't for the blood, sweat, tears, and broken bones of pioneer Chinese men, our railways would never have been built. And they had to pay a poll tax just for the privilege of killing themselves building this country.
I thought that you'd discovered that the cost of your criminal record check to volunteer in a school was going to be picked up by the school board? Was I incorrect in thinking that?
And looking at you and suggesting that you're a gang member just because you're Asian is racial profiling, pure and simple. I remember a time when a black person was considered to have a good sense of rhythm, be a good dancer, and mostly live on fried chicken and watermelons. It was wrong then, and the same kinds of thoughts about people of other races are just as wrong now.
I married into a native family from the Interior which, to this day, doesn't drink alcohol, because of the stereotype of the "drunken Indian" which was around in the fifties and, sadly, still is.
Sorry, I'm ranting again, but I was raised by a British-born sailor who, when in his very early twenties, went ashore and accidentally watched the lynching of an African-American man in Biloxi, Mississipi. And was unable to do anything about it, because of the size of the crowd that was participating in it. Over fifty years later, retired, he went back to the exact spot where it happened, and laid a bouquet of flowers in memory of a man he never knew, and whose life he'd been unable to save. And I'm the great-niece of a concentration camp survivor, who saw the Jews and others go to the ovens. So I tend to be a little sensitive on these issues. OK, a lot sensitive.
It isn't the container that counts, it's the contents.
Yeah, I suppose in real life we are, to some degree. But getting in a bar fight in real life, for example, or being convicted of a drug charge, is likely to lose you your teaching job or put you on suspension at the very least. In some circumstances you can lose control in real life, but never in front of a class, although a lot do when they shouldn't. The only time I ever did was when I was returning from eight weeks of sick leave--major surgery, during which my father was diagnosed with, and died of, pancreatic cancer in a three-week span while I was still recovering from the surgery. When I came back, one class gave me a beautiful flowering plant. And I cried. Only time I ever lost it in front of students. Never had a shouting match with a kid, never strapped a kid back in the days when it was OK to do it, never hit a kid, which also used to happen back in the bad old days. If you can't teach without losing it, you shouldn't be there.
I just laugh, old timer chinese, there wasn't too much we could do.
as you know if you ever see" Head Tax" certificate.
There is a term" citizenship can be revoked anytime."
There was not this kind of term now on my generation, still, old generation Chinese are frighten when they first immigrated to here. generation by genration, we were told by elderly Chinese-Canadian, we should always keep heads down, shut up and work hard.
We were called "blood chink", as Chinese usually work in railway, farmland, fishing factories, laundry shops, because no other places hire Chinese or any Asian looks.
Why early Chinese never say anything, because this "head tax" citizenship certificate, means your rights in Canada can be revoked at anytime. Most of Chinese business would be too afraid to offend people, so we take it. accept people calling us "bloody Chink". because we still need your business.
living in harewood and being Asian, this automatically means i sold drugs.
a lot of time why Chinese and Native are buddy buddy, people do not understand at work, because our ancestors both suffer from discrimination practice, like "Indian Act" and "Head Tax".
When my ex-employer saw me and native buddy buddy, they are too scared that we might bring in sort of organized crime, like Vietcong and Native gang, what 's worst, bring in union....
of course this kinda of history does not seem to appear in highschool textbook.
of course" Vietcong" things are when people joke about that, still... most of people can not tell difference between Chinese and Vietnamese.
Vietcong term is usually people who watch, yes tons of action movies.
funny enough, my redneck neighbour, who drives john deer actually do not mind to live beside hellokiity minority. (ps, i have helllokitty doll hanging on my front lawn)
I live in part of redneck town, never have problem though.
the shock things are, sometimes people who have higher education, does not mean they understand racial equity.
yes, my crminal check bill has been picked up by schools. i don't have to pay anything....
i had to admit i make quite a few Russel Peters joke to myself too. i actually don't mind people make racial jokes at me, just for laugh, as long as they are not there to use this to judge you.
again, i don't need anybody to judge me.
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when crisis strikes, there are always opportunities in the hood.
I have friends in Nanaimo whose parents' or grandparents' or great-grandparents' "Head Tax" certificates I've seen. And yet my parents and I were welcomed into this country, in fact, encouraged to come, because we were from England. But because I've seen those certificates I can understand why the pioneer Chinese families were living in fear. Most men could not bring their wives and children, or prospective brides. I had a friend in Vancouver in the 1960s, the owner of a well-known restaurant, who hadn't seen his wife in over thirty years, but still sent money back to China to support her. In 1967, after I had finished university and left Vancouver, I was so happy to read a story in a Vancouver paper that he had been able to, finally, get his wife into Canada. But by then he knew it was more an issue of the PRC not wanting to let her go than it was Canada not wanting to let her in, because he was sure that a fair bit of the money he was sending her was being taken by the Chinese government. He was in his eighties by then, but she may have been younger. It's ironic, because my great-grandfather used to smuggle Chinese women into San Francisco when the US wouldn't let Chinese women in, either. They believed that if the women came and families were established, they wouldn't go back to China. And, of course, in most cases they didn't. Our gain, China's loss.
I spent the first part of my life in the East End of London, England, very, very close to the Chinese section of London. My father had grown up there, too, so a multicultural society was something we were used to. And yet my mother's family, who lived in a different area, would never let her go into that neighbourhood. That's until she married my father, and then she lived there, too. And she used to take me into "Chinatown" in Vancouver in the late 1940s and the '50s. It smelled so wonderful! I will never forget the wonderful fragrances in the little stores--spices, joss sticks, dried fish and ducks, who knows what? But they smelled wonderful!
There is a great Canadian author named Wayson Choy, who has written books about his life growing up in Vancouver's Chinatown. It's exactly as I remember it being when I used to go there with my mother. I'm a few years younger than him, but not much. It's well worth reading them--they give a personal and interesting life story of Chinese pioneers in BC and their descendants. One of them is called "The Jade Peony."
And since I married into a native family in the mid-sixties, I can understand some of the reasons why Chinese and Indians would form friendships--it's a shared experience.
Actually when you see Asian in Chinatown, not necessary they are Chinese, same as when people call Chinese New Year here, people like Korean, Vietnamese do not call it Chinese New Year.
The only reason it's called "Chinatown" and "Chinese New Year", it seems like all Asian are Chinese.
By saying that, it not necessary means racism. I think from education’s view. People learn knowledge unconsciously. What that means in plain English. Early generation, when they seldom see Asian before, they meet Mr Wong, might think everyone looks like Mr Wong.
It happened so many times in U.S, African American was charged as rape, simply wrong place, wrong time.
I experienced this before, maybe because I am good at name, I saw person once, remember their name, next time I saw her again at “The Queen”. Girls might simply tell me they are not good at corresponding name and face.
“oh, you look like Bobby Lee. “
“ oh, are you sure you are not Jackie Chan’s cousin?”
Funny enough, if I go to crab fishing with native friends, DFO officers will never bother us, but check rest of people’s licence. Because often people mix me with “Six Nations” or “ Inuit”, when it’s summer I am darker…lol..
I am sure this happens to Caucasian when they travelled to remote Africa or Asia countryside, when you are the only white folk there.
any folks who interest in Traditional Chinese culture and native studies, we should talk.
I view both Chinese and native have treatment of mind, body, and spirit and use natural elements to cure illnesses. This sounds crazy, but i wish i have chance to teach in native school/reserve.
when crisis strikes, there are always opportunities in the hood.
that it's hard for a person of one race to correctly ID a person of another race. It works both ways. But in the 1940s and 1950s, Chinatown in Vancouver was Chinatown, like Main and Pender Streets. Japantown was on Powell Street. And there was still a lot of left-over resentment about WW II. Japanese boys would never go to Chinatown, for example, and vice versa. But I've been around enough people of Asian descent and lived in Vancouver three different times in my life, that I can generally tell a Japanese person from a Chinese person, and a Cantonese (they were our original pioneers) from a Manchurian, for example. They are completely different looking people, to me. But I think it might be very easy for me to confuse a person of Manchurian descent for a person of Inuit descent. But then I can generally tell a Cree from a coastal Salish or a Haida, too. And I'm English, and we were over-run by invaders in our history so much that we are just a total mixed-blood people. But even so, you can still see the traces of some races in us. And when the daughter of a friend, who had blonde hair and blue eyes, went to Japan on a scholarship, she caused a sensation in some of the small places she visited.
think we should put aside difference.
let's say head tax, most of people probably never realize, despite WII between Chinese and Japanese, On March 24, 2006 with a preliminary meeting with Chinese Canadians representing various groups (including some head tax payers), Heritage Minister Bev Oda, and Parliamentary Secretary to the Prime Minister Jason Kenney, resulting in the "distinct possibility" of a formal government apology before July 1, 2006 to commemorate the anniversary of the enacting of the Chinese Exclusion Act of 1923.
Bev Oda is actually Japanese Canadian. Then it’s the result conservative took over most of lower mainland during the last election, wasn’t surprised me at all.
Holy, you actually know Manchurian, lol. My ancestors are from North East Part of China, I might be Manchurian, that’s probably explain why I am ok with cold milk, cheese, love BBQ lamb, rice is not my staples.
While technically, Chinese, Han Ethnic, is supposed to have allergy to most of cheese. I still recalled when I was 4—5 years old, we have fireplace at an old style soviet flat. Winter is horrible, like Saskatoon, half year winter with snow cover.
I actually love winter and snow, probably because I grow up with snow as well, nanaimo’s winter is nothing actually.
I had experience riding bicycle in Regina, -30C plus Wind chill.
Lol..
This post has been way off topics.
when crisis strikes, there are always opportunities in the hood.
I think in any employment ,,, criminal checks are a good thing. Should there be something to question, that is the time to resolve it. The criminal check is NOW so more advanced it will pick things up it did not a few years ago!! But criminal checks don't stop those about to do it or have been hiding it!! Same old, same old, everyone needs to keep eyes open to see , ears open to listening and be aware of your surroundings. We do not live in a criminal proof society,so whenever and whereever we need to be aware and report!! Criminal checks are only valid based on passed times and then that could be a report on something that happend 25 years ago when that person was a young person just reaching adulthhod. People are lead to believe that a clear and cleaned record is ok!! NOT
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