Daughter of China: Meihong Xu and Larry Engelmann
I have to salute Larry Engelmann (who also co-authored Feather in the Storm" ten years later) -- he's a bit heavy handed in making his stories feel dramatic -- but he really seems to disappear behind the voice of the storyteller whom he's enabling -- while when I do a similar thing -- I make the storyteller speak through me.
But then -- he's a serious oral historian -- and I am only a dabbler.
And I also have to salute Meihong Xu -- because her story is chock full with the kind of details of 20th C. Chinese life that fascinate me - as she weaves back and forth between a foreground drama of arrest, interrogation, and escape, and a background fabric of childhood life and family history in Jiangsu province.
There are so many extreme, dramatic stories in the 20th C. -- and her little peasant village, on the road between Shanghai and Nanjing seems to have had its share.
One thing that distinguishes Meihong from all the other Chinese writers that I've read: she's not an intellectual. Not that she isn't smart -- after all, she was one-of-ten girls chosen out of the entire country to be the first class of female graduates from an intelligence officers' training school in Nanjing. But there's no teachers - writers - artists- lawyers etc in her background. She is completely outside "the stinking ninth class" - and though she's a wonderful story teller -- she mostly just wants to get ahead in the world - to be safe, prosperous, and a good daughter of her family and country.
I especially love the stories about her peculiar relatives: her poor aunt who was divorced for being childless, but then accused of being "not a woman", and
then accepting the guilt of being a village troublemaker -- but eventually finding true love with a retired businessman. And her maternal grandfather who was an early
supporter of the communists, made a local leader, got revenge on the bandits who had boiled his father alive, and died of exhaustion while touring the country as
a speaker on behalf of communism. And of course -- her paternal grandmother -- who was not her biological grandmother -- as she let her own child be switched for another woman's. Not to mention that grandmother's husband --
who drowned the author's infant aunt and owned a factory in Shanghai that he ran so well that the communists let him stay in charge -- and even let him badmouth the Communist regime whenever he felt like it. Who could invent these kinds of situations?
And finally there's the central story of Meihong the cadet and Larry the American English professor -- and there's something very wrong about it.
Not that it didn't happen the way they tell it -- but that Larry's behavior really wrecked Meihong's life. She may have escaped death and prison -but
she didn't escape an exile that separated her from her family and country -- and what else was she going to live for ?
Yes -- she does tell us that her 4 years in the academy had left her disillusioned with the army, state, and party that she served -- and she had already proven her disobedience by pursuing a relationship with her first husband, an older cadet.
Her story about the rebellious academy graduates who were angry about being posted to Tibet was very revealing. The sons of high ranking officers, they didn't expect to get this graveyard posting -- so they rioted -- deserted -- left the army -- and immediately were given lucatative jobs in the civilian sector. The following year, the school administrators realized their mistake, and this time sent the sons of peasants to that unpleasant outpost. No wonder that Meihong, coming from a peasant family, had become disillusioned.
But she had specifically told Larry that he must not process the film that pictured her in uniform -- and that his facility was was not secure from listening devices -- and he willfully - recklessly - and maybe even intentionally went ahead and ignored her. Was it just a coincidence that his actions made her dependent upon him by ruining her career ? I just don't think so. And there was someting creepy about how he moaned about his miserable lonely life the first time they were alone together.
So first he trashes her life -- then he redeems it -- and I'm not too surprised that she left him after a respectable 7 years together in sunny California.
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Some other favorite details:
*the quota for executions that the party gave to each district -- and the eyewitness accounts of them through a small girl's eyes
*the smart little girl who stood up on tables to belt out communist songs -- but wouldn't begin until she was offered peanuts
*the madhouse scenes in the train stations where people are packed onto trains and those trying to leave can't get past those trying to enter --and people waiting on the platform shit in place rather than surrender their place in line.
*the kindness of the train conductors toward our ticketless heroine as she flees across country.
*the petty thievery that seems to be endemic in every project.
*the cheesy hotel in the far-west oil city where the electricity is only turned on a few minutes each day so that tenants don't waste it -- where there aren't any locks on the doors -- and the sheets are changed every few weeks or so. NOT a five-star hotel !
*the kindness of the soldiers who were sent to help each village in the 60's -- but how they became unwelcome in later decades.
*the incredible events of 1976 seen from village eye-level: the death of the three top Communist party leaders, including Mao, all accompanied by an earthquake that killed half a million people -- changing history as the personal and national levels.
*the amazing bureaucratic hassles involved in marrying a foreigner -- and the amazing ways that our protagonists got around them.
*the loyalty of the "12 Pandas" (the first class of female cadets) towards each other -- when paranoia, suspicion, and betrayal are the norm for secret police intelligence work.
(and how none of them served out their 15 year commission - while three of them left the country)
*yet another story that came to a climax in Tianamen Square in 1989 - this time we get a general's viewpoint - as he knows the troops will be firing into the crowds.
*and I really worry about that poor general -- whose father had crossed over from the Kuomintang -- and who seemed to be a ringleader of the progressive "capitalist roaders" He's really very loyal to Meihong -- he warns her -- his connections help her get married -- he gives her 5,000 Yuan to help grease the wheels of the bureaucracy in her favor-- and eventually he is cashiered and disappears. (and given his close connection to Meihong -- if she really can't get in contact with him -- he's probably not alive any longer)
In Conclusion: this was my favorite contemporary Chinese book to date -- tedious as it became during the recitation of all that interrogation -- it throbbed with history and life.
And it's probably worth a second read.
But then -- he's a serious oral historian -- and I am only a dabbler.
And I also have to salute Meihong Xu -- because her story is chock full with the kind of details of 20th C. Chinese life that fascinate me - as she weaves back and forth between a foreground drama of arrest, interrogation, and escape, and a background fabric of childhood life and family history in Jiangsu province.
There are so many extreme, dramatic stories in the 20th C. -- and her little peasant village, on the road between Shanghai and Nanjing seems to have had its share.
One thing that distinguishes Meihong from all the other Chinese writers that I've read: she's not an intellectual. Not that she isn't smart -- after all, she was one-of-ten girls chosen out of the entire country to be the first class of female graduates from an intelligence officers' training school in Nanjing. But there's no teachers - writers - artists- lawyers etc in her background. She is completely outside "the stinking ninth class" - and though she's a wonderful story teller -- she mostly just wants to get ahead in the world - to be safe, prosperous, and a good daughter of her family and country.
I especially love the stories about her peculiar relatives: her poor aunt who was divorced for being childless, but then accused of being "not a woman", and
then accepting the guilt of being a village troublemaker -- but eventually finding true love with a retired businessman. And her maternal grandfather who was an early
supporter of the communists, made a local leader, got revenge on the bandits who had boiled his father alive, and died of exhaustion while touring the country as
a speaker on behalf of communism. And of course -- her paternal grandmother -- who was not her biological grandmother -- as she let her own child be switched for another woman's. Not to mention that grandmother's husband --
who drowned the author's infant aunt and owned a factory in Shanghai that he ran so well that the communists let him stay in charge -- and even let him badmouth the Communist regime whenever he felt like it. Who could invent these kinds of situations?
And finally there's the central story of Meihong the cadet and Larry the American English professor -- and there's something very wrong about it.
Not that it didn't happen the way they tell it -- but that Larry's behavior really wrecked Meihong's life. She may have escaped death and prison -but
she didn't escape an exile that separated her from her family and country -- and what else was she going to live for ?
Yes -- she does tell us that her 4 years in the academy had left her disillusioned with the army, state, and party that she served -- and she had already proven her disobedience by pursuing a relationship with her first husband, an older cadet.
Her story about the rebellious academy graduates who were angry about being posted to Tibet was very revealing. The sons of high ranking officers, they didn't expect to get this graveyard posting -- so they rioted -- deserted -- left the army -- and immediately were given lucatative jobs in the civilian sector. The following year, the school administrators realized their mistake, and this time sent the sons of peasants to that unpleasant outpost. No wonder that Meihong, coming from a peasant family, had become disillusioned.
But she had specifically told Larry that he must not process the film that pictured her in uniform -- and that his facility was was not secure from listening devices -- and he willfully - recklessly - and maybe even intentionally went ahead and ignored her. Was it just a coincidence that his actions made her dependent upon him by ruining her career ? I just don't think so. And there was someting creepy about how he moaned about his miserable lonely life the first time they were alone together.
So first he trashes her life -- then he redeems it -- and I'm not too surprised that she left him after a respectable 7 years together in sunny California.
************************************************************************
Some other favorite details:
*the quota for executions that the party gave to each district -- and the eyewitness accounts of them through a small girl's eyes
*the smart little girl who stood up on tables to belt out communist songs -- but wouldn't begin until she was offered peanuts
*the madhouse scenes in the train stations where people are packed onto trains and those trying to leave can't get past those trying to enter --and people waiting on the platform shit in place rather than surrender their place in line.
*the kindness of the train conductors toward our ticketless heroine as she flees across country.
*the petty thievery that seems to be endemic in every project.
*the cheesy hotel in the far-west oil city where the electricity is only turned on a few minutes each day so that tenants don't waste it -- where there aren't any locks on the doors -- and the sheets are changed every few weeks or so. NOT a five-star hotel !
*the kindness of the soldiers who were sent to help each village in the 60's -- but how they became unwelcome in later decades.
*the incredible events of 1976 seen from village eye-level: the death of the three top Communist party leaders, including Mao, all accompanied by an earthquake that killed half a million people -- changing history as the personal and national levels.
*the amazing bureaucratic hassles involved in marrying a foreigner -- and the amazing ways that our protagonists got around them.
*the loyalty of the "12 Pandas" (the first class of female cadets) towards each other -- when paranoia, suspicion, and betrayal are the norm for secret police intelligence work.
(and how none of them served out their 15 year commission - while three of them left the country)
*yet another story that came to a climax in Tianamen Square in 1989 - this time we get a general's viewpoint - as he knows the troops will be firing into the crowds.
*and I really worry about that poor general -- whose father had crossed over from the Kuomintang -- and who seemed to be a ringleader of the progressive "capitalist roaders" He's really very loyal to Meihong -- he warns her -- his connections help her get married -- he gives her 5,000 Yuan to help grease the wheels of the bureaucracy in her favor-- and eventually he is cashiered and disappears. (and given his close connection to Meihong -- if she really can't get in contact with him -- he's probably not alive any longer)
In Conclusion: this was my favorite contemporary Chinese book to date -- tedious as it became during the recitation of all that interrogation -- it throbbed with history and life.
And it's probably worth a second read.
5 Comments:
Chris. This is very perceptive and thought-provoking. I learn a bit more about myself by reading your commentaries. Let me address one of them: on the photos. I always went to a little private (I thought) photo shop, almost a mom and pop place, a few blocks from the University to have photos developed. I could take them in and pick them up an hour later. I know it was stupid to trust the woman who did the work. But I was stupid. She developed the film with Meihong's pictures on it; I had forgotten which film can they were in, so it was a mistake and an honest one. I think there were three pictuers on a film of 36 exposures. And they were given to me, obviously. But when the Anti-African riots broke out on Christmas Eve, I took several roles of film as I mingled with the crowd marching on the governor's offices. Later Nick Kristoff of the NY Times called me from Beijing and Mike Chinoy showed up from CNN at my apartment. There was a press blackout. Both wanted pictures. Chinoy actually hired a student to carry the CNN camera under her coat and film the demonstrations and the fighting but she was caught -- the camera was salvaged. It was in the mids of this chaos that I took my films, unwisely, to the photo shop I trusted. When I returned on hour later to fetch them, waiting for me wre three policemen -- plain clothes and dark glasses marking their appearance. The lectured me: did I not know it was illegal to photograph an illegal demonstration? They kept my good film, more than 100 priceless exposures. Later they searched my room and confiscated audio tapes I'd done with the students. Nonetheless, a story telling what had happened appeared on the front page of the times, written by Kristoff. The governor of Jiangsu province a few days later insisted, at a grand banquet at the Jinling Hotel in Nanjing that the riots and fighting had never happened. It was all a plot by westerners to discredit China. Her assertion has taken on reality since then since Chinoy in his memoir and Kristoff in his, never once mentioned the Nanjing Christmas riot. I do remember on recorded comment though -- this was Christmas Day in 1988. A student told Sam Crane (of Williams College) and me, "If you think this is big, just wait until the Spring." He was right of course. And as for your comment, I plead guilty. Very perceptive of you.
Looking back at it all -- setting aside some death-defying close-calls--- maybe that ill-conceived moment with the camera really did make everything turn out for the best. (especially for us readers !)
It's hard to believe that Meihong would have ended up as the ONLY one of the "12 pandas" to continue a career with the military - and most Chinese of her generation and abilities seem to have jumped at the rare opportunity to live in other parts of the world. (I'm doubting that Meihong is comfortable in the West -- but I'm also doubting that she'd be comfortable anywhere)
Like Jung Chang, you two wrote a great story -- and I have the feeling that if all the great stories from that generation were told -- my nose would never leave the covers a book.
Hi,
I think it's worth noting re Chris's comment that he doubts that Meihong Xu is comfortable in the West that her marriage after the one with Larry is ending in divorce (there is a three year old daughter), following the mutual seduction between herself and my husband of the past 18 years. They are celebrating 13 months together. I found out 4 months ago.
I think Meihong's quite good at making herself both comfortable and secure in the West.
Update:
My husband and I are finally in the middle of the divorce. He is stuck with Meihong whose primary skill set is working her way up what she perceives, correctly or incorrectly, as the financial ladder. Her version of tithing seems to be to have sex with every tenth tech executive in northern California, after doing due diligence on their bank accounts. Or as one of the many people who would know said, "Possibly the most dangerous place in American is between the peasant and the prospect of money."
And with that I will close. And leave them - and you, dear reader - in peace, looking at each other in the light of day, wondering, each, how they messed up their plans so badly.
No more updates. I'm outta here. Wounds to heal, and life to live!
a year or so later, when doing a general google cruise:
My divorce is final. Mei's isn't as she works to take total financial advantage of her husband after betraying him totally. (Ah, how little laws take in the nuances of reality, morality, or what's right and honest.)
As a Chinese ex-friend of Mei's wrote -- they find me! -- Mei planned to get Bill for years but didn't have a chance until he was vulnerable and believed he was fatally ill. Now, the person says, "Mei has everything she wants and she's become an empty shell. God rewards everyone in the ways they deserve."
Perhaps God has a larger sense of justice than most laws have in actual practice. Who knows?
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