Friday, January 30, 2009

医生说我应该加倍喝水, 还很同情我带孩子写论文的忙碌生活, 真是感动.
早上精神大好, 走路去买咖啡.
今天, 我能写一页吗?
鼓励自己不焦虑, 耐心写东西, 质量考虑放一边, 先把东西堆出来.

Eugene用南京话已经非常自如, 会问为什么(更常说"怎么搞?"), 也会说"因为...", "然后...", 对早上中午下午晚上这些时间有了清晰的理解, 虽然英文还不太行, 我们也总看到很多和他一样大的小孩子更伶俐, 但考虑到他两岁两个月才开始积极学说话, 已经很满足骄傲. Eugene爱缠着我们讲故事唱歌, 逼得我们即兴创作了作品若干. 人说作父母也是个成长过程, 可不是, 我们已俨然有了信口胡说乱唱的本事. 最得意的作品有用"Sound of Silence" 曲调唱的Thomas火车之歌, 周华健"亲亲宝贝"曲子唱的宝宝爱豆浆, 自编自唱的棒棒糖歌, 和取裁于家里各个人回忆谈笑的童年故事系列等等等等. 每每逗小人高兴, 自己口干舌燥之际, 我会忽然想起, 多少年以前, 我缠着爸爸, 在他的字典上乱涂乱画, 不让他看书做事. 生活真的不过无穷尽的往复循环啊.

Saturday, January 24, 2009

NYT网今天有个关于Chinese underground hip-pop的录像短片, 挺好玩. 我刚刚看过8Mile, 听一下觉得片子里几个北京孩子说唱的感觉还挺地道. 他们一群人里有混在北京的美国人, 所以腔调里的美国元素很显著. 但关于创作想法里的反主流教育制度的精神, 倒是说得很本土化, 不空洞, 不错.

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This morning i brought Eugene to the "Little gym" for the free trial class-- his first time in a "gym"! We've been concerned about his being timid in the playground and shy with socials, so we figure it might be good to enroll him in one of those group activity classes.
It turned out quite surprising--
As I had expected, he was reluctant to go into the gym room at first, nervous and mad when I told him that the rule here required us to take off our shoes and socks. But gradually he accepted the rule, and I carried him--still like a baby, sigh!--into the group.
During the whole class, he followed the teacher's and my instructions pretty well. He walked on the air-bag--considering he has never enjoyed a bouncy house like most kids his age, it was such a wonderful achievement I almost hurrayed at.
He played with the balls, and although he wouldn't try a somersault on a low beam, he learned and really really enjoyed somersaulting over a horizontal bar!!! First with the help of the teacher and then with me, he did three or four times altogether. Sitting under the bar finally, he said, with a triumphant smile, "tell Daddy Baobao did this!" All I thought at that moment was, hey, who said this one was timid?!

Wednesday, January 21, 2009

六年半以后

从阳历年想到阴历年, 我的New year resolution还没定好, 索性就算了吧, 无非赶快赶快写论文,
谁不知道文科PhD难弄? 我所有好朋友都已经问烦了, 已经没有人轻易不识趣地问, 什么时候毕业.
连小小的Eugene现在都知道, 妈咪要写论文, 写好论文才能上班,

已经六年半了,
当初当初, 怎么知道, 还有比教室上课不知怎么应对所有人口若悬河自己却笨嘴拙舌更痛苦煎熬的事: 养孩子和写论文,

这两个宝贝.

那天安妮跟我说, 想练中文, 我说好, 我们现在就开始, 她却害羞地笑, 说我还没准备好.
在咖啡店里她拿了厚厚一堆餐巾纸, 我问她做什么, 她说她爱在餐巾上写字,
我笑, 跟她说我曾经写过的诗, 关于在飞机上的餐巾上写字的诗.

春节好.

Wednesday, January 14, 2009

8 Mile

第一次知道这电影是好几年前教新生写作课的时候. 一个学生对这个电影里的一个经典剧照写了个评论, 细读作得很透, 又因为是底特律当地人, 对背景社会很了解, 深度也有, 我好象是给了A的. 那时太忙, 没空去找电影看.

隔了些时候, 看R的博客, 她学电影时写很多观后短评, 在众多欧片里少有地写到这部, 我又一次想到要找来看一下. 可当时附近的图书馆没有, 就又放下了.

一晃这么久.

今天路过录像店, 本来是想找个和论文相关的东西, 没找到, 忽然想起这部一直没看的电影, 顺利找到, 还正好不用花钱.

衰败的底特律和城里每晚喝酒游荡的年轻人组成的灰暗画面有强烈的制造抑郁效果,
Rap倒底是什么--底层对社会的诅咒, 黑人对种族历史和现状的愤怒发泄, 引人入胜的言语暴力, 人身攻击,诗歌, 音乐, 都是? 都不是?
种族, 种族, 种族倒底是什么--想当rapper的白人掉在黑人堆里想发出声音,想成功的黑人在这个世界出人头第, 哪一个更困难?
Eminem当年居然是那么帅的--这也是他出名的条件之一?

看完电影, 又找了几首他的歌听, 
就觉得无味--
丑陋, 这世界的丑陋, 那些好象可以征服却又根本上无法跨越的边界, 仿佛是毫无希望的了. 或者, 愤怒倒还是希望.