Before my Journey To The West to spend the Chinese new year in mother Blighty, I saw an odd thing at the South gate of my university, Tsinghua. It was early evening, the same time I always leave the library and board the homewards sardine bus 307, usually by way of a piping hot jianbing from the talkative street-food vendor Hua shifu – Master Flower (her surname).
But this time – standing at the foot of the overpass which leads to 307 – there was a new element to the picture. A fifty/sixty-something lady with sad wrinkles, clutching a wad of sheets, pressing them into the hands of passerbys who would either reject or take and drop into the next bin – or on the street (this is China). It was a sad enough sight that I took one of her without even a jianbing pit-stop.
I glanced over the sheet on the bus, and wished I’d stopped to talk to the sad looking lady. It wasn’t an advert – my assumption – but a petition, a plea for justice for her daughter or granddaughter (hard to guess). I didn’t get more than the gist then – the Chinese was written in a flowery and overly rhetorical style, as you will see – but here I am in my Oxford home, with a dictionary at hand and a free morning.
So here it is. (In quotes, the whole thing is long.)
The plea is entitled “Beida exams are illegal and chaotically marked, we dare to ask which road can a student take?” (北大考试è¿æ³•ä¹±çºªï¼Œæ•¢é—®å¦å路在何方?). And the first sentence gives an idea of the tone in a nutshell:
我们是四å·èµ„阳人,åƒé‡Œè¿¢è¿¢æ¥åŒ—京ä¸ä¸ºåˆ«çš„, åªä¸ºå¥³å„¿è®¨å›žå…¬é“ï¼
We are from Ziyang in Sichuan, we came to Beijing from a thousand miles far away, with the single purpose of demanding justice for our daughter.
The injustice in question is that their daughter Chen Xiaoyan “is a current graduate student at Beijing Foreign Languages College. At the beginning of 2008 she took the examination to a Masters program at Beida.” But the Japanese listening section was missing 20 questions, and even the supervisor was “at a loss for what to do”. As a result, Xiaoyan only got 43 marks in that section (50 is the lowest pass mark). Despite good performance in other sections, Beida didn’t take her.
What followed, they describe succintly as “first, hubbub; second, deceit; third, delay; fourth, ignored” (一哄二骗三拖四ä¸ç®¡). As a family, they appealed to the examiners, to Beida, to local and national authorities – but were given the cold shoulder at every turn. This took its price on them all:
从去年到今年,我们全家一直生活在水生ç«çƒä¸ï¼Œä¸ºè®¨å…¬é“家ä¸ç§¯è“„花光,精神éå—崩溃试的打击,父æ¯åå¥³æ— ä¸å¿§è™‘,风é¤éœ²å®¿ï¼Œç”Ÿæ»ä¸é¡¾ã€‚From last year [2008] to this year, all our family has constantly lived through fire and water, to demand justice we’ve used up all our family savings, our nerves have been subjected to crumbling blows, the whole family is anxious, we’ve endured arduous hardships [lit. to eat the wind and sleep in the dew], not caring what the cost is.
Next up, rage against the machine:
如果北大管ç†å±‚能体会到憨厚的è€ç™¾å§“å女考å¦çš„ä¸æ˜“与疾苦,就ä¸åº”该在执迷ä¸ç®¡ï¼Œæ¤ç§åšæ³•æ˜¯å¯¹å›½äººåŠç¤¾ä¼šå¦å的愚弄与对社会的ä¸è´Ÿè´£ä»»ã€‚
If the management of Beida can [only] appreciate the difficulty and suffering of the exam-taking sons and daughters of the simple, honest common folk [lit. laobaixing, the ‘Old Hundred Names’] there will never again be such obstinate refusal to care. This kind of practice makes a mockery of fellow countrymen and our society’s students, and lacks responsibility to society.
So now the family Chen is resorting to distributing flyers in Beijing – presumably while continuing to petition through formal channels – and hoping their case will attract attention and support. Interestingly, they single out the internet, saying “the materials related to this event which we published online have mostly been ‘blackened’ [deleted/censored]” (网上我们登上去的事件的资料多数都被黑了). Continuing:
我们请广大人民群众评ç†ï¼Œè¯·å…šå’Œäººæ°‘为我们作主ï¼æˆ‘们全家除了å°å¥³æ‡‚一点网络知识,我们都是网络文盲,请社会å„ç•Œé“义之士,为其多多指教,帮助,支æŒï¼
We ask the masses to judge which side is right, we ask the Party and the People to support us! Our whole family, except for our little daughter who has some knowledge of the internet, are all internet illiterate, we ask those learned in morality from all walks of life, to give us plentiful advice, help and support on this matter!
I find it telling that a laobaixing family recognises the internet as a tool for getting their case out there in the public eye – though perhaps not mum/grannie, who was clearly sticking with A4, for one. I also sadden to think that they have as much chance of becoming a celebrity cause online as they do handing out flyers to uninterested passerbys at Tsinghua. Perhaps this dramatic ending flourish will help:
北大在å¦ä¹ 们心ä¸ä½•è°“是一艘航行了åƒç™¾å¹´çš„大船矣,广大å¦å们似æºæºä¸æ–çš„æµ·æ°´çŸ£ï¼›ä»»å¤§èˆ¹ä½ é«˜é«˜åœ¨ä¸Šï¼Œä½•æ—¶è€ƒé‡è¿‡å¦å们的愤怒与ä¸æ»¡ï¼Ÿå¯æ€œå¤©ä¸‹çˆ¶æ¯å¿ƒï¼Œå¯æ€œå¤©ä¸‹è‹¦å‘½å¦å,å¯æ€œå¯’窗二åè½½ï¼è°ä¸ºæˆ‘们åšä¸»ï¼Ÿè°ç›¸ä¿¡è€ç™¾å§“çš„è¯ï¼Ÿè°ä¸ºæˆ‘们的å¦å撑起一片晴朗的天空?真ç†ä½•åœ¨ï¼Ÿå…¬é“何å˜ï¼Ÿèª“è¦å¥‹æ–—到底ï¼çœŸåˆ°å…¬é“讨回为æ¢ï¼
Beida in the hearts of students, it can be said, is a ship which has sailed for thousands of hundreds of years, with vast numbers of students as the steady flow of water*. How can this big ship be aloof and superior, when examinees’ feel indignation and dissatisfaction? All the pitiable hearts of parents under heaven [tianxia, a common – if classical – Chinese phrase], all the pitiable suffering lives of students, all the cold windows of twenty years**! Who will back us up? Who will believe the words of the laobaixing? Who will hold up a cloudless sky for our students? Where is the truth? Does justice exist? We must swear to fight on to the end! We will stop only when the demands of justice are met!
The letter is signed of ‘family of Chen Xiaoyan’, and at the bottom it gives the numbers of Beida’s central office (010-62751201) and the National Ministry of Education (010-66096114). Here’s a photo of the original sheet:
I won’t comment except to mention that Beida is plagued by accusations of admissions inequality, of which a missing set of exams questions is I imagine just an anomaly. More pressing, I’d venture, are the wildly imbalanced quotas of students to accept from provinces and municipalities with varying populations – discrimation according to birthplace. But it all shows up the problems in the system, or more to the point here, the indifference in the appeals process. And please no one say ‘but China is so big’.
Finally, good luck to family Chen is the go-get-’em year of the tiger!
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* to Chinese speakers: if there’s a less cumbersome way of translating that, please tell me! And am I right in thinking that this is a really odd metaphor even in the original?
** ditto. Update: other and better translators have suggested for this “a long and arduous period of study” and “burning the midnight oil”.