Saturday, August 26, 2006

New post!

Ok, I am over some of the stupid useless thoughts and memories. Fortunately I am back to my normal path again.
It’s amazing how our brain works, some times goes out of our control and leads us to some obsessions that we really want to avoid! When we deeply look into human being’s nature and structure we see how complicated it is and for me that is a big sing of god’s
Hand in our life and creature!

My Mother-in-law is back from Iran , she left two months ago and she is back now.
She is staying with my younger brother-in-law for now! Any way she has brought two Cartoon DVDs from Iran, “Madreseh Mooshha” and “Shangool & mangool” ( famous Iranian cartoons, more like theater type of cartoon, that I used to watch when I was a kid and I think there are still popular) for my son. He loves them so much, actually my son’s Farsi is better than his English, may be because we talk to him in Farsi all the time, so he does not have any problem understanding them and he enjoys it a lot.
I was so excited yesterday when I saw him enjoying the cartoons that I was watching all the time when I was a kid. I hope he keeps his interest in Iranian culture and language when he becomes an adult too. Most of the kids that are born and raised here talk Farsi when they are kid but as soon as they become a teenager they rather speak just in English! And they become all American! I think that is great to absorb both cultures strong points and values and be able to talk perfectly in both languages! I will try my best to keep him interested in Iranian culture as much as possible!!

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

hello:Ocean

do you ever Watching film colah ghermezi
va pesarkhale; this film is so interesting

thank you
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12:28 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi ocean,
Thanks for commenting in my blog.
Its so good your bothering thoughts are over. We as a human being sometimes cant avoid some crazy toughts. I personally try not to forget bad memories because its not useful, we cannot forget something that is recorded in our brain. what we can do is that we use them as a new experience for a better life. and to be just happy those happening are over!

And theres one thing, thats nice you are still intereted in iranian culture. I suppose iranian people living abroad are more interested! You as an iranian woman living in america can change the ideas that people already have about us!

4:56 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hello Ocean,
or should it be superwoman+, yes it's me somebody. Thank you very much for your last comment on my last post. As you gather I am very very cautious. This is something that I learnt from my mother. She said this : when I was a schoolgirl, there were always pupils complaining about some perceived injustice, and my mother was one of those prople who got hot and bothered and wanted to form part of a delegation to the Headmaster. Now a friend of hers stopped her. She said. 'look do not form part of this delegation, because you might get into trouble. Now if these people in the delegation end up winning you too will benefit, so do nothing, just wait.' That was my Mother's advice to me. This was before the internet. Now you can theory be quite outspoken, provided, that is, you disguise your identy, and then disguise that indentity by another disguise.
Ocean, what you have to say about your son's homeupbringing is very interesting, similar to my own childhood, where we had a home language and culture used by my Father Mother Mother's Mother and my elder brother. Then there was the outside enviroment of the host country. My first language was the home language. I BECAME BILINGUAL AND BI-CULTURAL. I am now quatrilingual. Acquiring the other two languages was so much easier for me, because there was very little similarity between the home language and the host language, so I had alway to alternative sounds in my head when trying to assimulate a new set of sound patterns. Not only that, the advantages of bi-lingualism, as oppose to monolingualism is that if you only have one language you asume that the word and the object are identical. Thus table is table, if you do not know that it is also another very different sound, it is not so easy to have a concept of 'tableness' as something in its own right. Also I am able to get onto a plane and to be able to switch my thinking into another language the moment in get off. The process works in reverse when I come back.
Now my mother stayed at home, even though back in her home country she had been a History teacher. She was aware that there were other Mothers from the same country as hers, who spoke only in the host language to their children, in the hope that there should be a better process of assimilation. She did not do this herself, and never acquired a fully gramatical accquaintance with the host language, even though this gave rise to occasional prejudice to her.
For me pesonally there were some difficulties with biculturalism, in that although my two countries were fairly distant on the globe and had little historical connection, the fact that I was born elsewhere then in the land of my parents was as the result of the failure to support my parents home country by the host country, something about which my grandmother, for one, felt great biterness. I have been asked by the natives of my host country (of which my parents had become naturalised citizens before I was born), whether i felt myself to be one nationality or the other. I never really quite please my questioners, because they would be disappointed if I said I indentified more with my parents home culture, and on the one occasion when I said I felt was (here give name of host country) I was told, 'no you are not one of us, a cat may be born in stable but it is not a horse'. Which if you think about it is a ridiculous analogy as a hourse and a cat cannot have a baby. But all this made me realise that I was really a child of the plannet. That, while there was a lot of good in the history of both my parents native county and of the country where I was born, there was also quite a lot of chauvinism in the history of each. And in me these two different chavinisms tended to cancel each other out. Though unhappiliy I am not completely free of all prejudice, that moment I find it welling up, my instictive reaction is to become extra polite, and though this did not start off as being genuine, I find it is more and more so, and the sort of reaction i could feel on meeting somebody and it could be quite simply 'DOES THIS PERSON LOOK LIKE SOMEBODY THAT MIGHT WANT TO DO ME HARM' and it could be anything like tone of voice or physical size, is something that I find less and less. But I believe the origin of prejudice may be simply the wish to preserve you life in an novel sitution. It is when it become solidified by endless repetions and mutual reinforcement by some group or other, that it becomes ugly and dangerous to the wellbeing of the family of man. You will find that any that small child in the world has absolutely
no inbuilt abilty to judge any other child then (to paraphrase Martin Luther King) ON THE CONTENTS OF THEIR CHARACTER RATHER THAN THE COLOUR OF THEIR SKIN, or religios or poltical affiliation etc etc. About me I have preferred to write as anonymous in the comments sections of other blogs more then I have in my own blog, (YOU R VERY RIGHT IN YOUR COMMENT TO ME, BLOGGING BECOMES ADDICTIVE), and I have written so far some 50 comments on the last post by Eject Iraqi Konfused Koledge Kid, and shall probably add a few more, though I am anonymous there, if you are in the know, you will know exactly which anonymous I am. May your life, Ocean, progress in peace and thank-you once aqain for your last comment on my blog.

5:47 AM

 
Blogger mayra said...

pesaretun hagh dareh khoshesh biad man ke hanuzam badam nemiad madreseh moshharo bebinam yani ye joraee delam tang shod

2:47 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I was so happy to read you are making sure your son learns both languages and cultures. He has wonderful heritages to be proud of, and I hope he has many adventures in both. His experiences, in both cultures, are an exciting adventure for him, and more than many of us can have. His two cultures and languages together are a wonderful privilege! I'm glad you're his Mom!

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