Friday, June 19, 2009

Parenting 101: The Korean Method

It doesn't come as a surprise for me when I have conversations about parents with Korean friends - or even Asian (and black) friends for that matter, that we have something in common. Something that reigns prevalent within the parenting of minorities is beating your kids. (As Russel Peters would put it). However, I'm astonished to see how similar the method and interactions of parents towards their children is b/w Korean adults.

And I have to come to the realization there IS a guide book. Maybe it's lodged somewhere in that THICK korean/english black leather bound Bible Mom has in between the Scripture and the hymn section (Yeah you know it's there), maybe not, but it's somewhere.

I will brief you who are not totally aware of this method - perhaps so you can do it to your own children, I know I probably will cite some of this text because I must say - being a Korean parent has some perks.



I wasn't sure on how to divvy this section up - I was thinking about doing it along the lines of age, however, it takes too much thought and I never think about what I"m going to write (too lazy) I just write it. So I'm just going to go into basic method, as this is titled 101.

Child Rearing

Hit 'em when they go bad. Breaking promises is not an issue. I remember I got caught stealing a pack of gum and I got caught chewing it. Damn you Hawaiian Punch gum... I RAN to the bathroom and locked myself in there. I was 5. I thought I was smart cause I made a deal with my dad through the door. "Don't hit me ok? and I'll come out." and of course he promised. And then he beat my ass with a golf club. Darn.

Haha another time when I was about to get it the deck door was open so I intentionally started hollering at the open screen door. My dad's pretty sharp. He saw where my eyes were looking and ran at the door and shut it. It's kinda funny...

And then there's a maneuver Korean adults enjoy using called "Gakoo Wa." It translates into "Bring it and come back." You know what IT is. Basically they're saying "Bring the thing I'm gonna hit your ass with and come back here so I can hit you." I would always try to bring him soft plastic things and pretend I was horrified of them. And of course they mean IT. THe default weapon.



Whether they've used it on or not, all Korean parents are masters of this weapon. Tae Kwon Do, Kendo, and shoe horn beating are martial arts taught in Korea.
I actually know someone whose dad pulled this and then had his SON hit HIM with it because he said "It's because I'm a bad father." GEEZ way to put a sick twist on the method. You know he took the 300 lvl class hidden inside that huge black shiny cabinet w/ ivory lookin design.

But I've always wondered what if I brought back my dad a big KNIFE or a WRENCH just to mess with 'em. lol too risky...

Conversation

As a Korean parent, you never REALLY truly listen to your child. I mean - it's impossible NOT to pick up a word here and there cause the little bugger is talking to you - but you just want to say what you have to say and get over with it. (Don't take me wrong, this is not that Korean adults hate spending time with their children, it's just boring listening when YOU could be doing the talking.)

Now this rule reigns true especially for arguing. I for one can honestly easily out logic my father and mother. Not that they're dumb, but because sometimes what they say (a lotta the times) is unreasonable.

Me: Mom school's out I have NOTHING TO STUDY. I have a month vacation!
Mom: You have to take your free time to STUDY it's PRODUCTIVE.
Me: I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT I'M GOING TO STUDY!
Mom: Don't raise your voice.
Me: I don't even know what I'm going to study.
Mom: You should find books on what you have to study.
Me: Mom, what did I just say.
Mom: ...huh?
Me: Umma~ my love. What did I just say.
Mom: That doesn't matter. Go study.


You see, she's just using a technique which we will call "Deaf Ears" and "Does not Matter". This way what she says is final, and what you say "doesn't matter."

My father, is a master of submission. Not only does he use "Deaf Ears" and "Does not Matter", he uses the "Interrupt What YOu Say" and "Reiterate Yourself So Much Even When Proven Wrong That You are Right."

Our family is on a family cell phone plan. Our minutes are not partitioned in any real way so it's first come first serve. And when we go over minutes, the person that uses the minutes that are over the most gets hit with the bill. I was hit with the bill and a raging father called me.

Me: Hi Dad!
Dad: LOOK AT THIS PHONE BILL WHY DO YOU WASTE LIKE THIS?!
Me: HUH?! I just talk and text!
Dad: NO. YOU OBVIOUSLY ABUSE. (no grammar error) LOOK AT YOUR BILL. COMPARED TO ME AND PATRICIA (sister) SO HIGH. AGHHHHHHHHHH (the high pitched flemmy sound they make) HOW CAN I PAY FOR THIS. THIS BILL IS CRAZY YOU DRIVE ME CRAZY.
Me: Maybe it was minute overage? From the family plan?!
Dad: No. I'm calling the company now to see what's up.

10 min later.

Dad: It was overage from the family plan.
Me: AHhh see? I didn't do that.
Dad: But you have to be more repsonsible! How can we live in this kind of times? We have to be economical!
Me: Dad I know bu-
Dad: You have to take a certain responsibility in order to help our family! That's your ROLE as a member! We can't just pay pay pay these kind of things.
Me: Exactly, I TOTALLY agr-
Dad: YOu need to learn as you grow up as a man, you need to live like that with your OWN family.
Me: Yeah, you're totally right dad bu-
Dad: These sort of things canNOT be ignored you understand me?

-TOTAL SUBMISSION- *ding ding ding

Me: Yes.

And a 2 hr conversation ensues in which father uses the words in all forms: responsible, economy, money, family. And I say yes to all of them.

Oh geez I could go on and on. That's all I'll write on the subject for now as it is late. I'll try to update sooner. Until next time :D Don't argue with your folks!

Friday, June 12, 2009

Below Average

Currently in California - decided to take some time to blog to take a break from being on the road. 3 hr bus ride to airport, 4 hrs @ the stinkin airport, 3 hr plane ride, 30 min ride to sister's apartment. LONG DAY.


So I've been stuck on this idea on how height is one of the most important things to have. Obviously, it's not everything but it's most DEFINITELY and UNDENIABLY something important. It's no mistake that the average height of fortune 500 company CEOs is 6 ft tall. Being tall makes having "presence" easier. Not to say that I don't have presence....I like to think I do. But when you see a skinny 5'8(and a half) asian guy vs a big tall 6 ft hunk of man in a suit walk into an interview, it's NOT FAIR GAME.

My friend and I always have the same conversation every now and then when we go out and we see a hot girl walk by and she happens to tower over us ( not that she's SUPER tall but with the heels...the damned high heels she TOWERS)

Me: Dude, she's hot.
Iljeen: Yeah man...should we go talk to her?
Me: Uh, i think she's taller than us?
Iljeen: Nah, not really...
Me: Dude - her head almost touches the top of the bar
Iljeen: So?
Me: We're like half way -__-;
Iljeen: Oh yeah....

And then we sit there and think and the same segway happens every time:

Me: Aren't we taller than the average? Where are all the people shorter than us?
Iljeen: Yeah man the average is like 5'6
Me: yeah...

(Group of asians (male) walk by us...of course they're all 5'10+)

Me: Wtf.
Iljeen: Wtf!
Me: They definitely ate different rice...

So I researched this so called average height of 5'6. I mean think about it in America: Of course there's huge basketball players but then there's the small peoples....I don't know the correct term for them. And then you have Mexicans/viets... who are all kinda short. Average height in US: 5'9ish. Ok, w/e I fall short here big deal.

I've got to be taller than the South Korean average...

NO


I'M NOT.


Average height in SK: 5'8.7 GAY


And I know exactly why I am this way. My family genes are not particularly short. My sister is 5'6, my cousins are 6' ft. One of my FEMALE cousins is 5'10ish. Why did I get jipped?

And the answer:

*drumroll*








Starcraft ruined my height. How did a game do this? Well, I and thousands (i know this for a fact)...THOUSANDS of other high school boys were staying up for many sleepless nights battling away on BATTLE.NET via 56K. Was there time to eat? Not during intergalatic war! No one would dare leave their online comrades for food. I knew one who was so loyal that he would pee in a bottle. Yes, it was valiant at the time. I need to stop thinking about it or reality will kick in.

And then we would all meet up after and talk about how awesome we were. Little did I know I was slowly killing myself for these people - or at least stunting my growth. We were depriving ourselves of sleep and food during our adolescence when we needed it the most. Sigh, if I could only have that back.



Shoulda thought twice about spending 7+ hrs a day fighting for Aiur. -_-

Thursday, June 04, 2009

Emos Never Win

I've been becoming so lazy nowadays I promise promise I'll make an effort to update more. Summer has been pretty dry when it comes to events. Still being in school sucks and I'm just trying to work on or near campus. As of now I have a pretty routine life I'd say. However, one day did stick out during the week which I found very interesting.

It was probably yesterday, but I'm going to pretend I don't remember what day of the week it was. It was really muggy outside. Wtf is muggy? Like I know when to use the word cause I've heard my parents say it for the longest time but if someone were ask me to define it....wtf is muggy? Anyway. The sky was really grey. Not the ominous cool kind of grey...

gray?...

Grey. Like X-men Jean... Where you think a storm is gonna happen and lightning flashes int he sky and it's like OoOOo. It was a boring ass gray (Like crayola crayon gray) and it was muggy. SO. Muggy, gray and light showers. Emo Day.

And I sadly let myself fall into this emo-NESS. Yes emphasis on NESS. This NESS of emo. Emo NESS. And you know it's kind of like a chain reaction. Especially for someone like me thoughts like "Man, wth, all I did today was watch Korean tv." Do not hate on me watching Hyori play games and tell jokes all day is awesome. Or - "I should work out, but I haven't showered in 2 days...if I work out I need to work out first and THEN shower...but I really wanna shower...but I promised myself I'd work out. Yeah. Fck it I'm showering." As my friend called it - "Fat Person's mentality."

Of course the thoughts of what am I doing with my life and other petty things dawned on me. So the thought was - What do people do to get out of this NESS of emo? This Emo pit we dig ourselves into?

It's interesting how people differ - I've asked around. One girl shops. And I quote:

"When I'm feeling down, I just have to get out there and spend some money." Lol I guess that would make you feel better. Another was the standard eating, hanging out with people. My friend at home either "pwns people in Halo" or sulks in his anger like a little homo. This is actually very common a lot of people seem to enjoy to sulk. The emotional masochists inside of us.... You little biotch.

And another one was masturbate. Lol it was a girl.










K, it was a dude and it was funny but I thought about it. It's a legit emo NESS pick-me-up. I mean after the deed the hormones going through your body just give you that "I Don't give a crap about the world" mentality. I mean it IS to sate your body's lust for a woman. Post pick-me-up: Women don't matter. The wildest and hottest girl of your dreams can walk into your room in whatever fantasy that floats your boat and if it's post pick-me-up, "I'm sorry honey, rain-check tonight ;)". (I guess I should be more universal and include...y'know sex/preference...both?)But yeah, what need there was... was self-tended to. This remains true unless you're my friend Iljeen:

"masturbation does nothing now - its like a 30 second reprieve" lol.

HAHA I once knew a kid who put on women's lingerie (where he got this I do not wish to say but it was within the fam I believe) on his head while he did his...and he fell asleep mid pick-me-up. And when he woke up the panties were gone and his mom was home and she called him in for dinner like nothing happened. ROFL I don't think masturbation does much for him either =P.





....But back to a more PG pick up. One that I find myself doing a lot actually. I watch the end of Ratatouille. I mean the movie as a whole is great but the end is just like wtf this is awesome I feel good about myself now. It's not just me, it's just really self-esteem boosting for some reason.



*edit*
I realize the clip is a little shorter than what I'd like to show - I like watching from the point Ego eats the food to the very end - but it was the very best clip I could find.

So yeah - until next time! Don't be an emo! Or don't get caught with panties on your head! :0