Of disappearing coffee shops and identity
by Han
I don’t know what Kopi-O means nor coffee’s manifold definitions (in Singapore context, that is)
My grandmother speaks Teochew — a dialect facing a fading relevance
her grandson howbeit lacks the ability to speak it authentically
in the interview they asked me how the Singaporean identity can be established
through Literature
we are young
but we are halfway through murdering a revered generation of Singaporeanness
we don’t know when Tomb-sweeping day is, but they do
what exactly Moon Cake Festival symbolises, but they do
we let go of things we don’t find relevant
my children will never speak Teochew or Hokkien because I don’t
mayhap they’ll ask me what Hokkien is if they were to consume Hokkien Mee
alack then, we’d be part of a generation of disappeared coffee shops and pungent medicated oil
notice their silent cries, the battle against modernism — crushing coke under their strong feet
there’ll be old women collecting scraps of cardboard no more
Fa Gao, Iced Gem Biscuits, Haw Flakes, Wheel Crackers, Pola Snack, Wang Zai biscuits, cheap mint sweets wrapped in translucent crimson wrappers would be here no more
I am, part of a generation that obliterates a revered generation of Singaporeanness;
the edge of a knife that slices the skin, gladly embracing — not blood but — a demonised modernisation
we are young
we are in search of our identity
we asked for it in SG50 and we’ll still do the same when SG100 comes
we’re attempting to find a set of ideals that characterises us as idiosyncratically Singaporeans
Singlish! Singlish! Singlish! they repeat instinctively
but in school, we condemn it
in Kinokuniya however, it seems to me that poetry peppered with Singlish is glorified
(tell me you’re not caught in betwixt clarity and utter mess)
is Singlish then peculiar to Singaporeans?
we are young
all we have are a few rare riots and a broken vernacular we think of as wholly Singaporean
there is no history —
as opposed to the Middle Ages and Romantic Period
no nothing we can feel gravely about
no nothing we can have our heartstrings move violently with fervency and interest
between progression and stagnation, we logically chose the former
we must let go
and so we’re back at the big question:
“What makes us Singaporean?”
we are young
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“a novelist is not obliged to write directly about contemporary history, but a novelist who simply disregards the major public events of the moment is generally either a footler or a plain idiot.”
To Orwell: This is to Singapore and to you. Thank you for inspiring this poem — with your essay: “Inside the Whale” — written with profound impetus. Hopefully a new breed of Singaporeans would be discovered, whose language and characteristics would be utilitarian enough to be a hallmark of our identity, worth remembering through Literature.
fascinating perspective on the question of identity
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Thank you Paul ๐
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I absolutely love this ๐
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Thanks Gwen!
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That’s kinda coolโบ๐
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Thank you Vivek!
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As a fellow Singaporean, I wholeheartedly agree lol! So many traditions will be left behind, but not in a bad way.
As we move on into modern living, the older lifestyle will have to be left behind as we advance. Human Beings are creatures of adaptation. When a new way of life is discovered to help make things easier and/or better for everyone? Most of us will adapt to it! Why? Because it makes life easier and better which in turn, brings happiness a step closer to reality! (There’s a reason why certain people spend more time on their modern day gadgets or video games than with friends, it makes them happier lol!)
An example of moving on with time?
Discovery of fishing with nets and rods. Should the concept and invention be left unused- Would fishermen be yielding a good “Harvest” as they are today if they continued using Harpoons or their own hands in capturing the fishes instead? Likely not.
It’s a process of evolution, in terms of lifestyle, which, unfortunately will require the sacrifice of traditions. However, that’s what museums etc are for. Considering how lots of people wouldn’t have the time due to increased workload and pressure in modern society (Coupled with lack of discipline perhaps?) to continue the practices of our forefathers.
I say at least we have a group of people or organization who aims to retain the traditions for future generations so that we will never forget our roots.
Aside from Singapore alone, look at the history of Europe and other older countries in Asia. There ARE practices that’s been left behind because it’s deemed as either absolutely redundant, limiting progress of sorts or perhaps as mentioned earlier, due to lack of time and/or discipline to continue it. BUT not all of the practices are gone.
For one, Japan still hangs onto traditions of old festivals etc with such festive spirits! And let’s not forget the Kimonos etc ๐
So it’s not a bad thing to let certain traditions go as long as we NEVER forget them. After all, identities originates from a root.
BUT we must never let our past define us. Hence we have to forge our own future and not cling onto certain things which is obviously limiting us in life.
Take for example the bad history of again, Japan (Nothing against Japan lol!!) where there were lots of war crimes being committed during their invasion of lands in the past. If we do not move on and see past it?
We would never have trades of resources etc and the economy for everyone will definitely be affected. Not to mention, we will likely never be exposed to Animes and Mangas if we didn’t allow Japan to have the chance of redemption.
That said, I’m not saying that we FORGET what they did. I’ve heard stories from old colleagues of how cruel the Japanese were when his aunts and friends etc were pulled and taken away, raped or tortured. Worst part is the torture was not as simple as being beaten with something but things like being forced to drink water till the belly is filled FULLY and then punched in the stomach then.
Another one which was witnessed by my old colleague was a woman who had her nipples pierced by the bayonet or something and the soldier who did it were clearly enjoying it as he laughed with his fellow mates. Point here is, we can forgive and move on but must NEVER FORGET so that we will never let it repeat if it is bad.
Furthermore, as said, that was the past. The deed was performed by the people of the past who were punished for it and probably GONE already. Now, it’s a new generation. We have to forge our own new and better paths.
That is why certain things NEED to go. If torturing animals were a tradition, would the current society be okay if we outwardly do it and share it on the media? How would that help with tourism and the economy of a country if that was allowed?
Phew, that was a long one lol! Got so many other things to say but hey I don’t think you nor your readers would appreciate any further “Rambling” so I’ll stop here lol!
Of course, all these written up here are just my opinion. If you or anyone else beg to differ and wishes to express your own points or opinions? Feel free to! ๐
Kudos for this article bud! It was really well written ๐
Your pal,
Benjamin
http://www.projectbiy.com
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Hey Benjamin,
First off, thank you for spending time to write this most passionately. I am heartened to have your support and similar views on this issue – I guess most Singaporeans do too.
And yes – without a doubt – “it’s not a bad thing to let certain traditions go so long as we don’t forget them”. While modernisation robs those away, it simultaneously replaces them with advanced amenities of sustenance โ of which we should be thankful, always.
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cool.
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I loved this poem, besides learning something I didn’t know.
You know, I find myself asking questions related to Albanian identity, it’s a small country in Europe, and through the centuries, it has never been easy to survive, to keep our culture, traditions and also language alive, but we somehow managed.
Today, I see a part of Albanians drifting so further away from what makes us Albanian, embracing every other culture, possibly the Western (ofc, why do I even wonder!) and I hope that it’s not too late, when we realize the wealth of being us and making progress being us not some copy of some other nation.
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Hi there Kristina,
Thank you for reading and for sharing briefly about the Albanian identity.
Indeed, the influence of westernisation has become pervasive – to mourn over the slow cultural erosion of enclaves or to cheer for a universal language that connects us all is still a debate.
But what matters – in my opinion – is that people of these cultures (my society inclusive), is that they should take the effort to preserve what is idiosyncratically theirs. Mindsets change over generations – let alone entrenched cultures and ethnic values. We need to do what we do best to keep the culture alive, be it through literature or art.
We only lose them wholly when we do not make the effort to keep them alive. ๐
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This was a pleasure to read. As someone completely unfamiliar with Singaporean culture, I had no idea what many of the references were, but I still managed to understand the depth of this poem. The struggle you describe is universal, and one that I understand well as a Jamaican immigrant to the United States. Many people feel the loss of their cultural heritage as everyone’s lives become more homogenized, but I always appreciate writing like this that attempts to preserve while questioning and maybe even rejecting traditions.
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Hey there Jhaneel,
I hope the references did not put you off. I’m not rejecting tradition but simply questioning if there is a possibility in being able to preserve what was ours, notwithstanding how antiquarian they are, yet simultaneously steering forward in the face of globalisation and like what you said, a “homogenis[ing]” phenomenon of that the world seems to be progressing towards.
I do hope you will find your song in America and find your identity real soon!
ps, I apologise for this extremely delayed reply. Thank you for reading nonetheless. ๐
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I think the issue of identity is something very common nowadays, very beautiful written! ๐
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Indeed it is, especially with the world going in a din and the seeming mayhem of it all.
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I had to read your post over twice. Interestingly, it got me thinking about going into the Asian grocery store where I buy my delicious Miso soup. While there I witness many different cultures of Asian descent going and coming.
I hear different languages, see different features, and most definitely walk by different generations. I find it an enlightening experience for me, since we each visit this store for a different, but strikingly similar reason & result.
Yet, we each believe what is important to be ours alone. Interestingly enough, all we could ever desire, or throw back not wanted, seems to be in this one location –together!
In order to find what we each are looking for, we have to come together, and share space. We have to for even a tiny minute trolling the store, then at the checkout counter…have to connect!
[Found you at the Community Pool]
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Hey Jennifer,
Thank you for giving my writing another chance.
This was an engaging response โ I like the way you put it: “we each believe what is important to be ours alone. Interestingly enough, all we could ever desire, or throw back not wanted, seems to be in this one location – together!” We are all a tad ironic, aren’t we all?
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…maybe just a tad.
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This was beautiful and it does touch the heart. I think we can all relate regardless of our background. I am happy to be part Polish and Puerto Rican. I love both Salsa music and enjoy the occasional Polka song. I grew up mostly around spanish influences, but find ways to keep sides of Polish sprinkled in. I am also part Japanese and try to educate myself on a culture I highly admire. But I think one of the most beautiful things of THIS generation is that we are so exposed to ALL cultures that our identity is what WE make of it. Our ancestors didn’t have the ease to learn about others and hence their own traditions reigned heavily. We don’t necessarily need to keep to all of our traditions. We don’t need to identify ouraelves as our parents past. This generation and hopefully our childrens will continue to close the gap and erase the borders. We get to choose any cultural tradition or even create our own. But I do agree that we need to keep coffee shops alive. How else can we all meet up and chat over these things. Hahaha. You have a new follower and fan.
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Hey Elke,
I can’t agree with you more. Amidst the struggle for identity, perhaps we need to extract ourselves from this mystifying problem and look at everything more objectively. We have to see how we can solve this at hand for the world can only go forward and not retard.
“We don’t need to identify ourselves as our parents past.” I liked this especially!
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Intriguing read on identity. In this age of globalization and modern, fast paced life, it is very easy to lose your identity and forget the roots. Makes it so much more important to keep your roots firmly set.
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Thank you, you got that right.
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Perfectly on point, I’ve loved it.
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I’m flattered, thank you!
I’ve read your work and they’re so culturally enriching. Write more pal! ๐
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Thanka a lot ๐
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Hello. I would like you to know that I think that you’re awesome and for that reason I have nominated you for The Sunshine Blogger Award. Please check the link below for details.
https://ramblingsofaboredteen.wordpress.com/2016/09/18/sunshine-blogger-award/
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wow, impressive!
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Singlish: Singaporean English lah. I feel so proud to be half Singaporean โบ
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We are a society of immigrants, whether third generation or fourth or whatever; or, in my case, first. We contribute to it all with how we live our lives but yes, there’s always loss.
For what it’s worth, as long as I have a stomach there will always be demand for kopi c kosong!
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What a captivating and beautifully fluid writing style! I truly enjoyed the perspective and admire people who use their own photography in posts (I always do) I look forward to your future projects!
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