March 28, 2010

Foochow Funeral Rites and Customs : Hwang Lian


Relatives and friends can bring another kind of gifts for the grieving family to indicate their compassionate condolences and respect. Apart from these individuals or families associations of which  the deceased's family members (and in-laws) are members would also send these as tokens of their appreciation for the dearly departed who had contributed a lot to them in his/her life time in terms of cash donations or holding of certain positions. They would bring the correct length of materials (most shops in Sibu like Ta Sing would know how much to cut) to the bereaved family home and the clan committee or family would make the frame for the funeral procession. The materials are usually cut in the old  Chinese measure : suok chien (the Chinese yard) and suok suk (one and a quarter Chinese yard) etc...

(By the normal measurement the material is not enough to make a whole blouse which requires 2 yards or at least l.5 meters).

The materials would be framed up like in the photo..Hwang means "across" and lian means words or phrases written (on material/cloth.) The words would announce the deceased as "female" or "male" as the appropriate phrase would indicate "Great Mother Great Teacher" or "Responsible Wife Dutiful Mother" and I like this..:" Gracious lady Good family" or "Good Teacher of Good Children" etc.....a calligraphist would often be invited to write these gracious phrases (four characters). On lookers would read from the words and understand the significance of the funeral. The one who had passed away had done well for the community and the family in particular.

When I was young and studying at the Methodist Primary School I would learn all those words pasted on the cloth. The Hwang Lian would be lined up on the road in front of the church and some would even recline on the bamboo hedges. The bell of Masland church would toll slowly and sadly announcing a funeral and we would all be alerted to look out of our  classroom windows. The white mourners would slowly and respectfully walk into the church. What frightened me in those days were the gunny sack head coverings . The pianist would play mournful tunes or hymns slowly...and then the service would begin. I really liked some of my teachers who allowed us to look for a while. I was never scolded for losing my attention in class. I supposed the teachers knew that I was thinking about the funeral and death.

And I remember I had said to myself  more than once :"So much material in the procession!". In my young age I had measured the dead person's worth by the yardage! Perhaps that was the essence of this Hwang Lian in those days.

When the funeral is over all these special materials will be divided amongst the children and relatives as parting gifts. The volunteers would also be presented with some to take home as tokens of thanks. I remember when my grandfather passed away there were a lot of these hwang lian and we small children were asked to fold them. I did try to remove the paper squares but the glue was so good that the paper was stuck there for many years. Eventually my mother used up all her share of materials for making "stomach covers" or Too Heng or pillow cases. I had one skirt made in my Home Science class and indeed wore the skirt for many years. This shows how small I was then. I think many of my cousins cut small pieces up to make quilts and "hidden" pockets in their blouses. The older generations would consider these materials very "blessed".

The words would praise the deceased and would be part of the funeral. How long the Foochows of Sibu will keep this tradition? We will wait and see how strong the clan associations will maintain it and the attitude of each Foochow family.

Perhaps not many of the English and BM educated generation may want to continue this. What do you readers think?

6 comments:

Ann, Chen Jie Xue 陈洁雪 said...

I had the same experience as you in the same school, listening to the same bell tolling. Is it only the hakkas who have a bird on those of the cortege lorry to show that the decease is a woman? (I remembered because my aunt's SIL, a dil of CHOP TUNG CHIONG of channel road, and they lived in High st, she died quite young, I remember seeing hers along Island road which didn't go to the Masland church as the family were Buddhist.)

One thing about the White Gold, I learnt in Singapore, you give White gold before the funeral, not after. Because if you do so, it means there will be another death. Living among the expatriot community in Singapore, one day, our newspaper delivery man just dropped dead, and the President of the residents committee told us about this white gold custom.

Ensurai said...

This is the first time I learn about having a bird on the cortege..But then I remember all those Hakkas "I sent" were men.

Yes white gold is to be presented before the funeral.

So sorry to hear about the newspaper man.

Lee said...

Hello Sarawakiana, very interesting. Can see you not 'pantang' or superstitious putting up a pic of a funeral.
You know, I wonder how come the Foo Chows made their home where you are?
I've heard of them in KL, but I see there's a big population there.
Anyway, learned something today.
Have a nice day, Lee.

Ensurai said...

Hi Uncle Lee...
this funeral was in Sibu..where the Foochows form the largest population. Sibu was settled by us in 1901 by a decree and an agreement with the then Rajah Brooke. So as a town it is similar to Sitiawan.
Now the Foochows are all over Sarawak.
I live in Miri having moved her 20 years ago.
No "pantang" as I taken all these as doucmentation and story telling...Praise God!
Also there are many things Chinese which are not recorded in English so I take it as my volunteer work to write about them for my relatives who cannot read Chinese.]
Thanks for visiting...

Have a great week!

Aradia said...

Interesting! Thank you for sharing this with us. I've always been curious about different cultures & customs.

Ensurai said...

Dear Aradia
It is always good to share our knowledge of culture and customs with others.

This will enable all of us to be united in diversity.

Thanks for reaching out to my blog. You are always welcome to give your comments.

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