Chapter 47: A Picture of My Chinese Boyfriend's Family | Speaking of China

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  1. Juliet
    Juliet March 30, 2010 at 3:18 am | | Reply

    First of all, let me say the your picture becomes so much clearer to me through your writing. I really enjoy getting a clearer view of your life.

    I have bonded with my in-laws through language and food. It makes such a difference that I took it upon myself to learn Mandarin, and am able to converse fairly fluently with them. (Even though they speak very good English, they are more comfortable with Mandarin.) They have taught me how to cook authentic Chinese dishes. As we cook, we talk, and the bond becomes stronger.

    I do wish that I could see my in-laws more, but my FIL lives in Taiwan, and my MIL is in California. But when we are together, it is good.
    .-= Juliet´s last blog ..This kid isn’t even born yet, and she is already waking me up. =-.

  2. Crystal
    Crystal March 30, 2010 at 2:51 pm | | Reply

    I really liked you saying that in order to get something, you must give something first. And how you showed John’s father your pictures…mmm…it’s like a scene from some romantic movie. Yup, such kind and simple gestures work in ANY culture. Maybe sometimes, we overrate the cultural differences and forget that we have much more things in common.

  3. Jessica
    Jessica March 30, 2010 at 9:23 pm | | Reply

    That’s a great story. Sharing pictures from home is a great way to make a connection with people, and Chinese people really love seeing our pictures from back home.

    I never made a very strong connection with my father in law, he was an extremely introverted and quiet person by nature, always a bit aloof and disconnected from the major family dramas of the village, and he never had much to say even to his own children. He would save up his words for when he had a strong opinion on something, but I never once saw him participate in chitchat or watch TV with the family or anything like that. He was definitely a loner. I think we had something of a good relationship though. He was very old even when I first met him and when I’d stay at the house I’d help him boil water and pour it from the big heavy water canisters for him to drink, and he would smile at me and go back into his room. He was able to meet my parents when we got married which I know was very special for us and for my mom and dad especially. I was there in the village when he was on his deathbed and I feel like at that point we’d come to a sort of understanding.
    .-= Jessica´s last blog ..Mao Zedong and Hu Jintao =-.

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