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Monday, May 29, 2006

Currently Reading
In Cold Blood
By Truman Capote
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Duan Wu Jie

The month of May is one of the few that I have never experienced in China - January and February are the others. And so it is that I've never experienced Chinese New Year or Duanwu Jie in full form. While dragon boats are being prepared and zongzi wrapped (I had too many of them two years back and would be perfectly happy to never see one again in my life) across the Pacific, I already had the chance to experience dragon boat races last week here in Washington. The weather was perfect and it was a grand time...I invited my friend Marie along, and was quite glad for the company.

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20 paddlers per boat and a drummer at the bow. There were more than 45 teams competing during the two day event, some more professional than others...we arrived just moments after a friend of mine's team had finished their last race of the day When asked how they ranked in the overall standings, her answer was: "well, there was one team who didn't have enough rowers...so we beat them"  Actually, we only saw the last three races of the second full day of competition, but they were quite exciting and well worth the metro fare to DC.



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Teams displayed their flags proudly at their camps along the Potomac...quite a site to see in front of the Watergate Hotel.



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By far the most professional of the competing teams: Team Taipei. These guys had matching uniforms from head to toe, including life vests and swim caps. They were apparently a Catholic University team from Taiwan. Marie and I called them the lobster boat, given their collective resemblance to a giant crustacean.



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Needless to say, Team Taiwan was victorious in nearly every racing category. After their victory against Washington and Ottawa in the "Capital City Challenge," they did some victory laps on the Potomac before an adoring crowd. Their lobsterness and eerie efficiency in rowing were strangely endearing.


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Team Lobster's "claws"



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Not a flag often seen in capitals around the world. Needless to say, half the town of Rockville showed up in support of the Taiwanese team and the event in general. (For those of you not familiar with the greater DC area, Rockville is the suburban Taiwan-town outside the city in Maryland). The Taiwanese rowers seemed pleased with their fifteen minutes of fame and we observed one particulary macho fellow adorning two local beauties with his medals. You would have thought he'd just won an Olympic gold.



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This little guy seemed to enjoy the big day. By "seemed to enjoy" I mean that he sat there like a mop. Cute, though.



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After the races were over the dragon heads were detached from the boats and were packed into Ryder trucks with the drums and paddles. Seeing them lined up together on the pavement like so many discarded toys was mournfully reminiscent of the day after Christmas in an American house.

Memorial Day Weekend

Another week whizzed by...it's scary how time really does move more quickly as you grow older - I'm only 23 but I'll probably be 40 tomorrow. I've already got a receding hairline and wish I had a Porsche. I might as well skip my 30s altogether.

It's been a good weekend so far, anyway.  And you can't ask for more than that. Yesterday Rongling and I began our afternoon in Georgetown:

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She snapped this picture of Ristorante Piccolo, one of our favorite (if expensive) Georgetown eateries.



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From Georgetown we boarded the Matthew Hayes, a little tourboat that provides 45 minute narrated trips down the Potomac to Old Town Alexandria. It's cool to take a tour of your own city. Everyone else was from somewhere else - we were only a metro ride away from the familiarity of home and bed. My favorite quote of the day came from a 5 or 6 year old at the table next to ours at lunch in Georgetown. Her dad was explaining that they, a family of five, couldn't afford to stay so close to the waterfront as may have been desirable. She said wisely, "Some people don't agree, but I think being with family is more important than a nice hotel room." True that.



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At this rate they'll need to build a new Memorial Bridge soon. The Woodrow Wilson Bridge is now nearly complete, on schedule and on budget, according to the radio commercials.



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A lovely day for sailing



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It reminded me of St. Louis. Except there isn't a giant arch...



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We arrived in Alexandria and had a stroll around the streets of Old Town for a while before heading home. An afternoon well spent.


Sunday, April 30, 2006

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China The Balance Sheet: What the World Needs to Know Now About the Emerging Superpower
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Back to Hamilton College

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I was invited back up to Hamilton to give a speech to Phi Sigma Iota, the national foreign language honor society. They paid for the ticket and the hotel and even gave me an honorarium on top of that. I was meant to speak on my language-learning experience at Hamilton and the applicability of foreign languages in post-college life. I had a lot to say. Here's what I said...


Good evening! My name is Andrew Connor, and I am a 2004 graduate of Hamilton College and member of Phi Sigma Iota. I'd like to thank the faculty and students involved with Phi Sigma Iota for inviting me to come back to Hamilton to speak tonight. 

First and foremost, I would like to congratulate all of this year's inductees into Phi Sigma Iota for your dedication to excellence in foreign language learning. Whether you have chosen Spanish, Chinese, Arabic or any of more than 10 languages offered at Hamilton, you have marked yourselves as internationally-minded individuals who have strived to understand the world through the most basic, yet essential tool of human communication: language. 

As I'm sure is the case with many of you, I was drawn to foreign language learning from an early age.  I was born into a middle-class, Caucasian American family, but for many years while I was growing up, Vietnamese refugees whom my parents had sponsored lived with my family. Mine was a household of mixed culture and language. This experience shaped my desire to understand the world, which manifested itself through my inexhaustible love of geography, travel and linguistics. Never could I have imagined that this fascination would bring me to study 6 languages and travel to more than 20 countries by the time I was 23.  

My love for foreign languages specifically began during high school, when I studied Italian. I instantly fell in love with the symphonic sounds of the language, and even the grammar and structure became objects of my interest. But most of all, I had fallen in love with the power that fluency in a language brings ?the ability to communicate with people of a different culture in their native tongue.  

My course of college study was directed by the discoveries that I had made during high school. I chose to attend Hamilton College because of the excellent reputation of its Chinese language program. I had become aware of the crucial position of China as a player in the global political and economic arena, and wished more than anything to become a part of this. I chose to major in Chinese and minor in Russian Studies. In addition, I decided to further torture myself with a brief, but well-worthwhile stab at the Japanese language. Those of you know about honorific forms and Japanese grammar know what I'm talking about when I say "torture." 

The advantage of a liberal arts education is, of course, that the choice of such a track of study does not eliminate the possibility of learning in a wide range of other disciplines. Many of you here tonight have probably taken advantage of this system, majoring in anything from Economics to Chemistry, yet putting aside enough of your valuable time to master a foreign language. Your time has not been wasted. 

From a purely artistic point of view, I think all of us here this evening love languages. We love the beauty and complexity. It certainly might not feel that way when you have to recite Tang dynasty poetry or, worse yet, sing the Russian national anthem to Professor Sciacca, but we all love the way it feels when everything finally falls into place, when we break through that invisible barrier of utter confusion to comprehension. We love the ways in which the languages we study are different from our own, and yet so similar on the level of the human heart.  

Or at least I do. I love the fact that I can use Mandarin to buy train tickets in China or discuss economic reform with a street vendor or order a Big Mac with no onions, super size. I love the fact that my current study of the Korean language has been greatly aided by proficiency in Chinese and a basic understanding of Japanese grammar. I love the fact that I can find my way around Prague or Krakow because of the similarity of the local languages with Russian. I love that I can recognize the beauty of language in the original Russian version of Crime and Punishment in or LuXun's works in Chinese. And I love the fact that my fiancee and I speak a jumbled mix of English, Japanese, and three dialects of Chinese in our daily conversations. 

I know that all of you have had similar personal experiences with the languages you have studied. Stories ranging from humorous tales of miscommunication while studying abroad (there's nothing like getting a plate full of beef intestine when you thought you'd ordered a steak) to true success stories - writing a term paper or thesis in a language which you only began studying four years earlier. I want to say to everyone this evening, hold on to the memories and personal experiences and make the best of them as you move on into the post-Hamilton "real world." If nothing more, your experiences and language skills will be conversation starters and points of common interest with future contacts. For some of you, the languages you have learned will change your lives.  

Chinese has done just that for me. In the past five years I've been to China five times for travel, study, and research. I keep in regular contact with Chinese-speaking friends around the globe. My dinners these days are invariably eaten with chopsticks, and usually involve rice. None of these things make me Chinese, and I am not trying to be Chinese, but nothing in my life seems too far removed from the Chinese language and culture. (On a side note to the Russian department, I've finally found what I've been looking for for five years, a way to connect Chinese and Russian: the Dungan language. Spoken by 50,000 ethnic Chinese living in Kyrgyzstan, Kazakhstan and Russia, it is a Chinese dialect, but written with the Cyrillic alphabet.) These are the kinds of connections we live for as linguists. None of these things would have happened without the language program at Hamilton, and my life has been so much richer for the experience. 

Languages are fantastic, you might be thinking, but what good are they going to do me in the real world? Sure, I can order in an ethnic restaurant, or understand a foreign film, but that's not going to find me a job.  Two years ago I was sitting where you are today, wondering what I could possibly do with a major in Chinese and minor in Russian. Today, I'm standing in front of you wondering the same thing. But the difference is that now it is a matter of choosing which path to take, not of convincing myself that such paths exist. There is a myriad of possibility for the multi-lingual individual; a world of opportunity is literally before you.  

For the academically minded, there are opportunities to continue studying for MA or PhD degrees in specific area studies or even in linguistics. Look around yourselves tonight - even at a relatively small institution such as Hamilton there are many highly skilled, highly qualified language professors who are not native speakers of the languages they teach. You, too, can engrain a language so deeply within yourselves that you will be capable of sharing even its most complex details with ease. 

Others among you are better suited for business. You will go on to earn MBAs and get jobs working for investment banks or large firms. I urge you to maintain and enhance your language skills with every opportunity. The time will come in your careers when bi- or multilingualism will be rewarded significantly with opportunities to work with international clients or even work abroad.  

Some have argued that globalization has driven English to all corners of the globe, making foreign language learning fruitless and unnecessary. I recently heard that within the next 20 years there will be more English speakers in mainland China than native English speakers world wide. How will my mere four years of Chinese language be of any consequence when compared to the force of a billion or more trained in business English? But then I remember the way a face lights up and ears are more receptive when one's native tongue is heard. I remember the Chinese who invited me into their train car for dinner because I spoke a few words of their dialect to them. I remember the Russians who gave me a bargain in Moscow because I could speak to them about the weather. I could go on and on with examples of how language skills build relationships. The power of language cannot be overshadowed or underestimated. In fact, globalization is making multi-lingual communication skills more necessary than ever.  

Those of you who are American citizens will find a multitude of foreign language opportunities serving the United States government both domestically and abroad. In this era of rising tensions in places ranging from Venezuela to Iran to North Korea, it is utterly essential that the United States represent itself diplomatically with cultural integrity and sensitivity. It is my firm belief that conflicts, crises, and even wars can be prevented through the careful diplomacy of representatives who truly understand the customs and cultures of their counterparts. America needs people with your linguistic skills and ear for nuance of language to represent it in such crucial events as the six party talks with Japan, Russia, China, South Korea and the DPRK. America needs people with your cultural sensitivity to forge a viable peace plan between the Palestinian Authority and the State of Israel. The world needs people like you to build bridges and make bonds, rather than destroy them.   

Every detail of a diplomatic encounter must be thought out thoroughly, even down to the correct wording of a translation. As Chinese President Hu Jintao could attest after his recent visit to Washington, during which his country was incorrectly referred to as the Republic of China, words can make all the difference in a relationship. With able-minded people such as you representing this country, I am certain that the right words will come out.  

Practically speaking, I give the following advice. Foreign language opportunities are available for recent graduates with several US government departments and agencies, including the State Department, Department of Defense, the CIA, the NSA, and the FBI. Personally, I have passed the language proficiency examinations in Mandarin Chinese for one of these government agencies. I am confident that many of you could do the same in your respective languages. Many government jobs offer hiring bonuses of several thousand dollars per foreign language that an applicant can speak. The State Department emphasizes so strongly the importance of speaking foreign languages that those who pass the Foreign Service exam are asked to complete language proficiency tests, the results of which can bump an applicant to the top of the list for international assignment.  

Finally, I would like to mention the applicability of foreign language skills to the social services sector, a topic very near to my heart. I am currently the Office Manager of the Tahirih Justice Center, a non-profit legal aid organization located in the metropolitan Washington DC area. We specialize in representing immigrant women facing gender-based violence. Since opening its doors in 1998, the organization has served more than 5000 immigrant women and children in asylum, trafficking, domestic violence and similar cases. There are literally thousands of organizations such as ours that are in dire need of qualified paralegals, lawyers, and social workers who are fluent in foreign languages and culturally sensitive. I urge each of you, no matter which career path you choose in the future, to consider volunteering your time and the outstanding language skills which you have acquired here at Hamilton to a legal aid or social service organization in your area.  

In closing, I thank the college and foreign language honor society once again for inviting me to be here tonight. And thank you in particular to Professors Jin, Bartle, Xu, and Sciacca for introducing me to the languages I love, and to the Japanese department for making such massive improvements to the curriculum that even beginning students were far out of my league upon my return from an absence in studying the language. And thank you to all of the professors who have made studying languages at Hamilton a joy (and occasionally an agony). Your dedication is deeply appreciated.


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I stayed at the Arbor Inn on Griffin Road. Stately accomodations...

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Couper Hall - where I was once tortured with Japanese and Russian lessons

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Springtime at Hamilton is the most beautiful time of the year...Grass, you were right, I seem to have picked the best two days to visit campus.

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My room at the Arbor Inn

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A view of the front of the new $50 million Science Center

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Me with the Russian Department

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Me with Jin laoshi, Xu laoshi, and Omori sensei


And Grass, Ellim, Arezoo, and Cuifang, it was great to see all of you during my short visit to the Hill...I now wish I'd taken more pictures...


Saturday, April 15, 2006

Currently Watching
Crash (Widescreen Edition)
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April is the cruellest month...
(or so says T.S. Eliot)
If you've never heard the crackly audio recording of him reading The Wasteland, you should. Thanks to Harper Audio, it's all available for listening online. The power that a voice and a smattering of words can carry...astounding.

The weeks continue to whiz by like bullets...my mind is full of decisions and revisions and redecisions. And I think I've come full circle - back to where I started and no better for it.

But one thing is for sure - the weather outside is tantalizing, and the cherry blossoms were magnificent while they lasted. Like most good things, they didn't last as long as most people would have liked. But what would be so special about cherry blossoms if you saw them 52 weeks a year?

So one more weekend of cherry blossom madness in DC and we had another spectacular - albeit brief - visit, this time from Lipeng and Mihoko

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The air was brisk, but the sky was blue and cloudless


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There were few cherry blossoms left - but these still clung on


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A blossoming tree remained here and there

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Hand in Hand with Jefferson


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What Jefferson sees all day

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An artist at work - see the results of this patient capturing on film here

So much to do...and so little time.

I'll be up at Hamilton on the 26th and 27th - it's exciting, I haven't been back since graduation. And the best part is the school is paying for the whole trip. Hoping to see a few people while I'm up there...


Friday, April 07, 2006

Currently Reading
I Chose China: The Metamorphosis of a Country and a Man
By Sidney Shapiro
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樱花

Its probably the most popular time of the year to visit DC - and we had perfect weather to enjoy it last weekend. Too bad the batteries died in my camera after this shot:

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But Rongling's camera came to the rescue and I was able to take some decent shots. You can view more of my own and her photos on Rongling's blog.

 Here are some of mine:


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Korean War Memorial
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I'm not a big fan of people pictures, but these came out pretty well:
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Rongling's cousin Joanne and Joanne's daughter Crystal. Cuteness runs in the family
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One of my favorite pictures of the day
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Then on Sunday night we met up with Brenda, Ben and friends - also visiting DC for a glimpse of the sakura. Dinner at a new Thai place near Dupont:
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This place had some classy looking dishes - brand new restaurant and they're trying to attract a crowd:
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And this weekend Lipeng and a friend are coming down to DC from New York after he takes the foreign service exam (yeah, I'm taking it, too, again - I've passed the written test twice already, but can't seem to pass the oral exam for the life of me....third time's a charm, I hope)

That's about all there is to say now. More to come...


Sunday, March 19, 2006

Currently Reading
Atlas Shrugged
By Ayn Rand
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Washington, DC Chinatown...again

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8 AM this morning I was in Chinatown...

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Rongling was off to New York by bus - I stumbled into Starbucks. I laughed aloud when I saw two disheveled college students staggering out - complete with shamrock shirts and green hats. It must have been a rough St. Patrick's night...

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I love the cool feeling of wet bricks

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Brick, stucco, and Jinri bashi

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Golden morning sun over Chinatown

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A lightpost that has seen better days. DC's Chinatown in general has seen better days...Most of the Chinese have gone to Rockville

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Waiting for Today's Bus

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I'm not a Puma type guy, but these are pretty snazzy


Random thoughts in bold...

You may have noticed that in the past few posts I've begun the trend of dividing my posts into little sections headed with bolded titles. It's a way to compartmentalize my otherwise random ramblings. I'm a great admirer of those whose blogs are true collections of random thoughts and emotions and have no need for compartmentalization - but I'm not sure I'm capable of worthy replication. One of my favorite blogs of James Joycian quality is that written by wakingrass. Your talent does not go unnoticed. And Rongling writes a graceful Chinese blog, but you've got to be on her protected list to read it...


Tony Blair


The Economist - the finest news magazine in the world. Here's one more reason why I think so: the header of the leading article this week reads "If Britain's prime minister is not thinking of stepping down, he should be." Now, I've got nothing (major) against Tony, but I love the bold statements the Economist makes about just about everything. And it's a joy to read a magazine with impeccable grammar and sensational vocabulary. But for all of the clever language, it's still an incredibly informative and thorough magazine when it comes to current events and world affairs - but I guess that's come to be expected from the British media. It's sad how little their American counterparts seem to know (or care) about what's going down in places like Sudan and Nepal. As my dad said after I got him a subscription to the Economist for Christmas "Now I wouldn't read Newsweek if they paid me!"


And we New Englanders thought we knew all about baseball rivalry...

It may take a while for the World Baseball Classic to catch on in the states, but the rest of the baseball world is going nuts about it. There's nothing better than a competition between Japan and Korea. How odd (and beautiful) to see a mixed crowd of Asians, Caucasians, Hispanics and African Americans in San Diego waving Korean and Japanese flags and donning shirts and headbands with hangul and hiragana, hanja and kanji. I was somewhat partial to the South Korean team, and rather hoped to see them go on to play the Cubans in the final on Monday (ha...makes you wonder for whom Pyongyang would have been rooting). But alas, the Japanese were victorious. It's going to be quite a game against Cuba. We all know that pingpong aided in the unlocking of the doors of US-China relations. Could baseball do the same for Cuba? Perhaps. I've never been one to underestimate the power of sports...

But speaking of the World Baseball Classic - take a look at what the Taiwanese team was bullied into using as representation for their (dare I say it...) nation:


You'll recognize it from the Olympics, along with the name under which they competed, Chinese Taipei (中华台北). It seems to me that if the DPRK and ROK can play together as a unified Korea in the 2006 Asian Games and 2008 Olympics, China and Taiwan ought to be able to work something out, either through unification (calm down...I'm talking sports here) or at very least, by agreeing to disagree. Since when did the world have to bow down to 中共? Hmm...why am I getting the feeling that this bit of my post probably isn't going to be overly popular among my reader base? On to a more neutral topic...


And finally...why hanja (한자 - 漢字) are so cool

I studied Japanese for a year in college. By far, the coolest thing about it for me was the kanji. Now I'm studying Korean. I hate the grammar (too much like Japanese), I'll never sound like a Korean when I talk, and I think hangul are downright boring. So why keep at it? Despite Rongling's belief that Korean girls have something to do with the decision, the truth is, (call me sino-centric) I love the Chineseness of the language. I was in Starbucks this morning attempting to read the headlines of the Future Korean Times while gobbling a chocolate croissant. My knowledge of Korean isn't nearly good enough to get through a whole article, but the headlines are easy, thanks to the generous distribution of hanja. Knowledge of some basic Korean particles, some Chinese characters, and some thought on the patterns of phonetic transition and I can figure out that "美의 對北제재 강화" means something along the lines of 美国强化对朝鲜的制裁. (have fun getting your browser to display both of those sentences correctly). Now with all that (feigned) newsreading ability in Korean, maybe I can memorize how to say "I'm studying Korean, but I don't speak it very well / at all." It would be a helpful phrase to know the next time a curious Korean sees me at Starbucks with the local ilbo in my hands.


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Now, perhaps the one thing more interesting than Asian languages that use hanzi is a Chinese language that doesn't use them. I've read a bit about a language called Dungan (东干语), spoken by about 50,000 people in Kyrgyzstan, Kazakhstan and Uzbekistan. Apparently it's closely related to Chinese, but not exactly a dialect of Chinese (previously, I didn't know that such a categorization existed). But get this...Dungan is written in Cyrillic! In Cyrillic it's written as Хуэйзў йүян (huizu yuyan). Ha, now it all comes together...this is why I majored in Chinese and minored in Russian.

If you've read this far, Good Night and Good Luck!



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