March 8, 2013

Xiao Hong/ Zhang Naiying (张乃莹)

Today is March 8 2013 - International Women's Day.

How far have women travelled in the last 100 years?
How far have women writers progressed in the last 100 years?

Here is one story of a great Chinese woman writer born before the First World War 1911 and died during the Second World War in 1942.  

Alas, from her life story  the majority of women today still face the same fates : 

Too poor? Sold to a brothel,
 Too defenceless? Get raped. 
Pregnant? Abandoned by the man who planted the seed.
Sick? Wrongly diagnosed and die under the scapel.
Married? Left by husband or abused by in laws.
Fatherless? Pushed to the brim of society.
Struggling at work? Suppressed by bullies.

Can we change to make women's fate better? (Chang Yi. 2013)



Text completely taken from Wikipedia :

Xiao Hong (simplified Chinese: 萧红; traditional Chinese: 蕭紅; pinyin: Xiāo Hóng, June 2, 1911 – January 22, 1942), also spelled Hsiao Hung, was a Chinese writer. Her real name was Zhang Naiying (张乃莹); she also used the pen name Qiao Yin.
Xiao Hong was born in Hulan county, Heilongjiang Province, on the day of the Dragon Boat Festival to a landowning family. Her mother died when Xiao Hong was young, and she had a difficult relationship with her conservative father growing up. The only family member she was close to was her grandfather, who was a humane and kind man. Otherwise she had a generally unhappy and lonely childhood. She attended a girls school in Harbin in 1927, where she encountered the progressive ideas of the May Fourth movement as well as Chinese and foreign literature. The literature of Lu Xun, Mao Dun, and Upton Sinclair had a particular impact on her. In 1930 she ran away to Beijing to avoid a planned marriage, though was eventually followed by her fiance Wang Dianjia. In 1932, after she became pregnant her fiance abandoned her at a hotel in Harbin. She narrowly avoided being sold to a brothel by the hotel’s owner by scraping together over six hundred yuan in room and board expenses.
Wretched, alone, and pregnant, Xiao Hong looked to the local newspaper publisher for help. The newspaper’s editor, Xiao Jun saved Xiao Hong during a flood of the Songhua river. They began to live together, during which time Xiao Hong started writing. In 1933 she wrote short stories "Trek" and "Tornado", and in the same year she and Xiao Jun self-published a joint collection of short stories, Bashe (Arduous Journey).
In June 1934, the couple moved to Qingdao, where after three months Xiao Hong wrote a long novel entitled Sheng si Chang (The Field of Life and Death). The book was a gripping account of the tortured lives of several peasant women, and one of the first literary works to reflect life under Japanese rule. In its foreword, Lu Xun declared the work “a female writer’s meticulous observation and extraordinary writing.” In October, the couple again moved, this time to Shanghai’s French concession. With Lu Xun’s help, Sheng si Chang was published 1935 by Shanghai’s Rongguang Publishing House, bringing Xiao Hong fame among Shanghai’s modernist literary circle. At the time, Lu Xun declared that Xiao Hong would one day surpass Ding Ling as China’s most celebrated female writer.
 Time tells

The same year, Xiao Hong and Xiao Jun completed a collection of autobiographical essays entitled Market Street, named after the street on which the couple lived in Harbin, and from 1935-36 Xiao Hong wrote short stories and essays, later collected in Shangshi Jie, Qiao, and Niuche Shang. In 1936, in order to shake off her past, Xiao Hong moved to Tokyo, where she wrote a collection of essays entitled "the Solitary Life", a long set of poems entitled "Sand Grains", a short story entitled "On the Ox Cart", and others.
In 1938, while living in Xi’an as part of the Northwestern Combat Zone’s Service Group, she broke up with Xiao Jun, and married Duanwu Hongliang in Wuhan. In January 1940, the newly-married couple made their way from Chongqing to Hong Kong, and took residence in Tsim Sha Tsui in Kowloon. Her remembrance of Lu Xun, Huiyi Lu Xun Xiansheng, was published that same year, along with the first volume of a planned trilogy, Ma Bole, satirizing the war and the era's patriotism. While in Hong Kong, Xiao Hong wrote her most successful long novel, Hulanhe zhuan (Tales of the Hulan River), based on her childhood memories, along with a number of short stories based on her childhood, such as "Spring in a Small Town".

A monument of Xiao Hong in her original home in Hulan (heilongjiang)

She died during the chaos of wartime Hong Kong in a temporary hospital on January 22, 1942. She was misdiagnosed and died painfully after undergoing unnecessary throat surgery that left her speechless, without either of her life’s two loves at her side. She was buried at dusk on January 25, 1942 in Hong Kong’s Repulse Bay.







These are her works:
  • Bashe (跋涉, Arduous Journey), with Xiao Jun, 1933.
  • Sheng si chang (生死场, The Field of Life and Death), 1935.
  • Huiyi Lu Xun Xiansheng (回忆鲁迅先生, Memories of Lu Xun Xiansheng), 1940.
  • Ma Bole (马伯乐), 1940.
  • Hulanhe zhuan (呼兰河传, Tales of Hulan River), 1942.





Let's Celebrate International Women's Day EVERYDAY.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Our grandma from China probably could not tell us about her family, because they were adopted while little. They didn't know where they were from and who were their own parents

Ensurai said...

That's right. In the last 100 years there were horrible and tragic stories of girls being sold and stolen...and hence some women now aged 70 and above cannot tell others about their real origins.

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