Thursday, December 14, 2017

CANTONESE WOMEN AND TERRIFIED GOATS

One may judge a class or category by a few representative examples. It's a heuristic, mostly reliable, but subject to cognitive bias. Nevertheless, and evenso.


CANTONESE WOMEN

Included in the above term are females who were born here, whose thinking processes are not typical American, even if they can express themselves fluently in English. Excluded are American Chinese who can't understand Cantonese, and act blonde.

EXAMPLE ONE

The elderly lady who has a snack and a hot beverage regularly at a particular bakery, and always seems just chock full of piss and vinegar. There are times when listening in on her discourse when I've struggled to keep a straight face. Yes, she knows I speak and understand, but not every one else there does. Spry, birdlike, and fluent in Cantonese and Toisanwaa. But not English. She strikes a fine balance between boundless fascination with other people and tactful reserve.
Likes her food very much.

EXAMPLE TWO

The Cantonese woman in the other room of this apartment, who is currently voicing for the stuffed animals. I can hear her doing one of the monkeys right now. He sounds incredibly pleased with himself. She is my age, minus nearly a decade. The reason she lives here rather than with her boyfriend is that her boyfriend is neurotic, whereas this is a restful place, quiet, comfortable, and very tolerant of stuffed animals.
She wondered recently what it would be like if she were invited back to Planet Hamster by aliens. If the only tasks assigned to her were wearing a diamond tiara, peeling grapes, and rubbing their furry tummies, it would be more than tolerable. Excellent in fact.
Likes her food very much.

EXAMPLE THREE

About eight years old, very tiny, quite intelligent, and socially capable. But a little bit quiet and shy. Her hair is clean and very soft-looking, which makes it beautiful. She is well-proportioned and neatly dressed.
I did not know they made ladies boots that small. She enjoys Sriracha hot sauce. Half a dozen drops. Twice. She was eating with her auntie, a lively somewhat brash middle-aged woman, who is a friend of one of the owner ladies. While the adults kept up a lively conversation, the little girl happily demolished the contents of her bowl.
Likes her food very much.

EXAMPLE FOUR

Thin and somewhat stick-like, an engaging conversationalist. Her one mistake is assuming that I understand everything she says, and verbally seeking my confirmation of a point she just made in talking to someone else. All I can often do is exclaim 'hai laa' or 'ngaam', or something like that. She may have been speaking while eating a pastry.
Likes her food very much.

EXAMPLE FIVE

A young mother with a little girl of slightly over two years old. Both persons seem to have the same sparkling eyes, and the infant will probably develop a snarky sense of humour to match her mom. There is an almost Kermit-the-Frog scrunch to the face when the woman contemplates something peculiar or bizarre. And a look of sheer love when devouring a snack. Sensual food lust. But very innocent.
Likes her food very much.



At the very least, one can deduce from this that the typical Cantonese woman likes her food very much. And that specimens of the type may be found where there might be food.

In that regard they resemble a tiger facing bleating bait tied to a tree.

I suspect that they all like hamsters too.
But I am not at all sure.




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