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LITR 4333: American
Immigrant Literature Thursday, 6 September: “Model Minorities”: Asian American Immigrant Literature Sui Sin Far, "In the Land of the Free" (IA 3-11); Gish Jen, “In the American Society” (IA 158-171); Maxine Hong Kingston, from The Woman Warrior (VA 195-200) [handout]; Carlos Bulosan, from American is in the Heart [handout] · Text-objective discussion leader: Mary Caraway Objective 2 Charting dynamics, variations, and stages of assimilation in the immigrant narrative
“My mother bought a station wagon with air conditioning, my father an oversized, red vinyl recliner for the back room; and as time went on and the business continued to thrive…” (IA 158). The father and mother are both are first generation immigrants and the assimilation process has already begun.
When two of the father’s illegal immigrants were arrested… “My mother didn’t see that there was anything to do. ‘I like to talking to the judge,’ said my father. ‘This is not China,’ said my mother. ‘I’m only talking to him. I’m not give him money unless he wants it.’ ‘You’re going to land up in jail.’ ‘So what else I should do?’ My father threw up his hands. ‘Those are my boys.’ ‘Your boys!’ exploded my mother. ‘What about your family? What about your wife?’ My father took a long sip of tea. ‘You know,’ he said finally. ‘In the war my father sent our cook to the soldiers to use. He always said it – the province comes before the town, the town comes before the family.’ ‘A restaurant is not a town,’ said my mother” (IA165).
Notice: The wife reminds her husband that they are not in China anymore. And she yelled at her husband.
Contradiction with the father’s behavior. He is acting like his grandfather in the old country – while his “throne” is a fancy American recliner.
The father is reverting back to the old ways of China; treating the employees at the pancake house “that he owns” the same as his Old World family dealt with the villagers they had reign over. And yet…
We see assimilation.
“She (the mother) didn’t work at the supermarket anymore; but she had made it to the rank of manager before she left, and this had given her not only new words and phrases, but new ideas about herself, and about America, and about what was what in general. She had opinions, now. On how downtown should be zoned; she could pump her own gas and check her own oil; and for all she used to chide Mona and me for being ‘copycats,’ she herself was now interested in espadrilles, wallpaper, and most recently, the town country club” (IA 159).
“… Mona, while over at Annie’s, had let it drop that our mother wanted to join (the country club). ‘Why, I’d be honored and delighted to write you people a letter, she said. Her skirt billowed around her. ‘Thank you so much,’ said my mother. ‘But it’s too much trouble for you, and also my husband is…’ ‘I’d be honored and delighted,’ said Mrs. Lardner with a little wave of her hands. ‘Just honored and delighted’” (IA 162).
The mother was not able to speak up when Mrs. Lardner offered to write a letter of recommendation to the country club. A full-blown Americanized woman would be more likely to stand up for herself and tell her neighbor “No Thank You.” The mother was still too demure to do such a thing.
“ ‘You know, the Chinese have a saying,’ said my mother. ‘To do nothing is better than to overdo. You mean well, but you tell me now what will happen’” (IA 162).
The mother is seen in this story to be clearly assimilating faster than her husband, and yet, she still clings to her Chinese heritage.
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