Neither Type Nor Category

 

by

Yang Qian

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translated by Mary Ann O'Donnell

 

 

Characters

Euro-American Woman (Whitey)

Chinese Woman (Woman)

Peter (Played by Woman)

Husband (Played by Woman)

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Place:   A room

Time:  Night

 

WHITEY and WOMAN sit facing each other, as if each were looking at her reflection in a mirror. WHITEY brushes her hair as she does every night before sleeping.  WHITEY and WOMAN size each other up, asking pensively.

 

 

Whitey

What are you looking at?

 

Woman

What are you looking at?

 

Whitey

A foreigner.

 

Woman

A foreigner.

 

Whitey

What¡¦s your name?

 

Woman

What¡¦s your name?

 

Whitey

Why are you mimicking me?

 

Woman

Why are you mimicking me?

 

Whitey

You¡¦re a foreigner studying Chinese.

 

Woman

Actually, you¡¦re the foreigner; you¡¦re in China right now.

 

Whitey

Thanks for the update.  In China, I am constantly reminded--

¡§You¡¦re a foreigner.¡¨ 

¡§Did I mention?  You¡¦re a foreigner.¡¨ 

¡§You speak Chinese really well.¡¨ 

¡§You use chopsticks so effortlessly.¡¨ 

¡§You certainly relish Chinese food.¡¨ 

¡§Do you understand Chinese proverbs?¡¨ 

¡§Can you recite Tang Dynasty poems?¡¨ 

¡§Aiya, you¡¦re even better than our child.¡¨ 

So I ask, ¡§And how old is your child?¡¨ 

¡§Two.  She just started speaking... E, e, e...¡¨

 

Woman

Singing, a goose crooks its throat to heaven.

 

Whitey

White feathers float on green water,

 

Woman

Red webs paddle through turquoise waves.

 

Whitey

This is the only poem I¡¦ve memorized.

 

Woman

And why do you want to become Chinese?

 

Whitey

Because I can¡¦t stand Chinese people staring at me and they stare every single day.

 

Woman

You turn heads!  How great is that?!  Just to get that second glance, Chinese women put themselves through the ringer.  After beauty treatments, diets, perms, and breast enlargements, all that¡¦s left to do is trade in their faces.  Are you sure it doesn¡¦t feel good to be the center of attention? 

 

Whitey

You try it.  2.5 billion eyeballs crawling up and down your body.  Suitable entertainment for young and old, male and female, no exceptions.  And some of the women are even more outrageous.  They pretend to be your friend, sidle up to you, and then surreptitiously rub your back to see if you¡¦re wearing a bra.  I mean, if you think I¡¦m stuffing a little extra, ask.  And if you won¡¦t take my word for it, I can always strip.    

 

Woman  (addresses audience)

 

Stupid foreigner.

 

Whitey

I know what you¡¦re thinking.  A stupid foreigner.  Correct, I am a stupid foreigner.  I have stupidly lived in China for six years, stupidly learning the latest political phrases, like ¡¥when two hands grab, they should both be firm¡¦ and ¡¥the four supports and three representations¡¦.  I¡¦ve even been stupid about learning teeny-bopper slang like ¡¥hot babe¡¦, ¡¥rocking¡¦; and ¡¥word¡¦.  Stupid moi, I make friends with every Chinese person I meet, even the vendor who cheated me in the free market yesterday.  Today when I meet up with him, I¡¦m going to smile my same stupid smile. 

 

Whitey becomes motionless and looks at Woman.   Again, the two again size each other up.

 

Woman

You¡¦ve been in China six years already, but you¡¦re still a foreigner.  Why keep trying to master Chinese? 

 

Whitey

I was once a visiting scholar at a major American Center for China Studies.

 

Woman

I know that.  But you aren¡¦t under any obligation to study Chinese.  A lot of sinologists can¡¦t speak Chinese.

 

Whitey

It¡¦s not about language.  I wanted to become Chinese.

 

Woman

Why?

 

Whitey

Because I¡¦m not.

 

Woman

You¡¦re you, and ain¡¦t ever gonna be me, sister. 

 

Whitey

You think you know my destiny?  At any rate, I¡¦ve already left the United States.

 

Woman

Because...?

 

Whitey

One day, the Director came looking for me.

 

Woman

Peter, a third generation Chinese-American who can¡¦t speak Chinese, but when he insists on opening his mouth, it comes out guttural: ni hao...

 

Woman portrays Peter

 

Peter

What¡¦s this funding application for?  When I invited George to speak, we agreed there¡¦d be no honorarium.

 

Whitey

The school has specially designated funding to use on academic exchanges.

 

Peter

But George agreed to waive the honorarium.  Did he change his mind?

 

Whitey

No.

 

Peter

Then why did you apply for funding?

 

Whitey

A little extra money and we can make your friend¡¦s visit that much more comfy.  The money¡¦s there, why not apply?

 

Peter

Come again?  Are you saying you applied for funding in George¡¦s name?

 

Whitey

Correct.

 

Peter

But you have no intention of telling George that he¡¦s eligible for an honorarium? 

 

Whitey

You and he already agreed he¡¦d come for free, so why mention money?  It¡¦s not like he¡¦s expecting anything. 

 

Peter

I¡¦m still confused.  Then what¡¦s the point of applying for funding?

 

Whitey

We don¡¦t gain anything by not applying, right?  But with a little extra money, we can show George a better time.

 

Peter

Are you operating under Chinese pretences?

 

Whitey

Excuse me?

 

Peter

Rumor has it you¡¦re studying Chinese.  Is this pre-trip practice in how to privately network public funds?

 

Whitey

I¡¦m not sure how a Chinese scholar would act in this situation.  However, if they went for the money, I¡¦d say they were smart, too.

 

Peter

You probably will succeed in China.

 

Whitey gestures angrily at Peter, who disappears as Woman takes her place across from Whitey

 

Woman

We might do an experiment to test your Chinese mettle.

 

Whitey

Chinese daughter-in-law, right?

 

Woman

I¡¦ll play your Chinese hubby.

 

Whitey

Would a Chinese household welcome me?

 

Woman

Ha.  I think any Chinese household would welcome you.

 

Whitey

Really?

 

Woman becomes Husband Husband sits to the side reading a newspaper.  He puts down the newspaper and shows his face.

 

Whitey

How should we start?

 

Husband

With a kiss, of course.

 

Whitey

Huh?

 

Husband

I¡¦m joking.  First things first.  Ugly daughter-in-law must meet parents-in-law.

 

Place a chair at the front of the stage.

 

Whitey

Am I ugly? 

 

Whitey looks in the mirror. 

 

A little fat, but I¡¦ve been dieting recently.

 

Husband

Who doesn¡¦t want to eat delicious food?  I suspect that¡¦s why she stayed in China.

 

Whitey

I stayed because I love you.

 

Husband

Say it again.

 

Whitey pulls Husband to his feet.

 

Husband

We¡¦re home.

 

Whitey

That¡¦s your mother?

 

Husband

Yup, that¡¦s mom. 

 

Whitey

Your mother, not ¡¥mom¡¦.  Remember she¡¦s your mother, not our ¡¥mom¡¦.

 

Husband

Technically, she¡¦s my mother, not yours, but now she¡¦s ours.

 

Whitey

So you want me to call her ¡¥mom¡¦.

 

Husband

If you don¡¦t call her ¡¥mom¡¦, what are you going to call her?  Grandma?

 

Whitey

But she¡¦s your mother, not mine.

 

Husband

That¡¦s not the point.  You have to call her ¡¥mom¡¦.

 

Whitey

You don¡¦t have to call my mother ¡¥mom¡¦; you use her name.

 

Husband

Over there in your country.  Here, in the territory of the People¡¦s Republic of China, you call my elderly mother ¡¥mom¡¦.

 

Whitey

Have to.

 

Husband

Absolutely.

 

Whitey

No way around it.

 

Husband

None.  Imagine what it took for my mother to raise me.  How I finally brought home a daughter-in-law.  And then, no ¡¥mom¡¦.  Even if it doesn¡¦t give her a heart attack, she¡¦ll still never recover from the shock.   

 

Whitey

It¡¦s not that I don¡¦t want to call her ¡¥mom¡¦, it¡¦s just awkward.  You do realize she¡¦s your mother.  I only call my mother ¡¥mom¡¦.

 

Husband

Then pretend she¡¦s your mother.  Same older woman, same wrinkled eyes, and when she laughs, it¡¦s the same toothless mouth.  The image of benevolence.

 

Whitey

Your mother has teeth.

 

Husband

False teeth.  If she gets sad and starts to cry, they¡¦ll fall out.  Is that what you want?  Her teeth on the floor?

 

Whitey

No.

 

Husband

If you don¡¦t call her ¡¥mom¡¦, she¡¦ll cry.  I¡¦m just guessing, but I think if you don¡¦t call her ¡¥mom¡¦, she¡¦ll force herself to smile that benevolent smile, gritting her false teeth until the sobs gush forth. 

 

Whitey

You¡¦re kidding, right?   

 

Husband

Would I lie to you?  Yes.  Okay, let¡¦s change our perspective here.  I¡¦m begging you to do me a favor because you¡¦re my wife and wives help their husbands out of tight spots.  We¡¦re going to pretend to be a model husband and wife.  Put your heart into the script, and play the part of a warm, submissive Chinese daughter-in-law.  For a few minutes, close your eyes and imagine the person in front of you is your mother.  Say ¡¥mom¡¦.

 

Whitey

I can¡¦t.

 

Husband

You want to commit suicide, fine, I won¡¦t stop you, but before you do, you have to call the person in front of you ¡¥mom¡¦.

 

Whitey positions herself in front of Husband.

 

Whitey

 

Mom.

 

Husband

Correct.

 

Whitey

Mom.

 

Husband

See how easy it is.

 

Whitey

It¡¦s easy to call you anything.  Because you¡¦re my husband, I could call you my beloved rat or little piggie...

 

Woman laughs.

 

Whitey

I mean, how did you call her ¡¥mom¡¦ the first time?

 

Woman

Chinese women do harder things than this.  If you want to be a Chinese daughter-in-law, start by saying ¡¥mom¡¦.

 

Whitey

Okay.  Anything Chinese women can do, I can do.  Let¡¦s go call her ¡¥mom¡¦.

 

Whitey links arms with Husband for several steps, suddenly stops.

 

Whitey

You don¡¦t have a father, do you?

 

Husband

Listen to her.  Do I have a father?  Of course I have a father.

 

Whitey

I¡¦m not trying to insult you.

 

Husband

No, you¡¦re flattering me. 

 

Whitey

I just wanted to know if your father was still living...

 

Husband

I apologize, but my father is still alive and well.

 

Whitey

Do I have to call him ¡¥dad¡¦?

 

Husband stares at Whitey without speaking.

 

Whitey

I¡¦m really sorry, but I can¡¦t call your mother and father ¡¥mom and dad¡¦.

 

Husband

So in the end it¡¦s dad who breaks mom¡¦s heart.  Will she never hear her daughter-in-law call her ¡¥mom¡¦?  Listen, my father is even more virtuous than my mother.  When he walks, he keeps his eyes on the ground to avoid stepping on ants.  This is goodness.  Neighbors call him the living Buddha.

 

Whitey

I¡¦m sure your father¡¦s a saint. 

 

Husband

And yours isn¡¦t?

 

Whitey

Exactly.  My father wasn¡¦t, isn¡¦t, and has no plans to be good to me.  I¡¦ve never called the man anything other than his name.  So, how am I going to use paternal endearments in your house?

 

Husband

Tell me, do you have any intention of respecting our marriage?

 

Whitey

We could forget it.

 

Husband

Forget it?  No.  I make concession after concession and she says, ¡¥forget it¡¦ and we forget?!  Unacceptable.  Today, I¡¦m taking you home to meet my mother.  Because you¡¦re a foreigner, we¡¦ll respect your human rights, but you have to consider our customs.  When we enter our family home, you do daughter-in-law.  I don¡¦t care how you do it, but you have to respectfully address my mother.  That said, whatever else you do, I¡¦ll support.  Okay?

 

Whitey address audience.

 

Whitey

I need a lifeline.  Eh, could I call your mother ¡¥mother-in-law¡¦?

 

Husband

Women only call men¡¦s mothers ¡¥mother-in-law¡¦ behind their backs.  Who says it to their face?  (beat) Although, theoretically, it¡¦s permissible.

 

Whitey

But you promised, all I had to do was respectfully address your mother.  Now, I can call her ¡¥mother-in-law¡¦ most respectfully.

 

Whitey prepares to rush over to the chair.

 

Husband

Wait a minute, I¡¦ll announce you first.

  Husband approaches the chair.

 

Husband

Mom, this is my wife, your daughter-in-law.  Hey, listen up.  This is my mother, your mother-in-law.

 

Whitey curtsies in traditional style

 

Whitey

Mother-in-law.

 

The two performers freeze.

 

Woman

Who are you?

 

Whitey

Who are you?

 

Woman

You don¡¦t recognize me?

 

Whitey

You¡¦re the Chinese person I dream of being but never will become.

 

Woman

But it¡¦s no big, sad deal.  Why agonize over it?  It¡¦s not like you¡¦re not already part of me.   

 

Whitey

So now neither of us is pure, being neither a type nor belonging to a category, we are ourselves by way of somebody else. 

 

Woman

It¡¦s not that complicated.  When someone doesn¡¦t like you or what you do, you change, become another.  And we all know someone like that.

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