Wednesday’s session of Seminar was filled with interesting discussions. The poetry presentations were highly entertaining and talking about the poems was enjoyable. James’ poem, Ingrish, was by far my favorite poem that day due to a couple of reasons.
Ingrish was, without a doubt, a very unique poem. I have never read or listened to a poem about the poet not wanting to learn his ethnic tongue. Although I do not have too much in common with the poet’s issue, I still find this poem very relatable to my life.
About a year ago my dad told me that it would be a good idea to learn Chinese. As a traveling businessman, my dad explained to me that knowing Chinese would be highly beneficial for my future. Initially, I was extremely turned off to the idea. Learning another language, let alone a language so different from my own, is difficult and time consuming. As a teenager in my senior year of high school, the last thing I wanted to do is spend my free time learning a different language.
Just like the writer of Ingrish, I was opposed to the idea of learning Chinese. Our reasons might have been different but our goal was similar. However, I came around to the idea of learning the language. In fact, I am taking Introductory to Chinese next semester and it is pretty much the only class I am looking forward to.
Hopefully, the final day of presentations will have another poem that is amusing and relatable to my life.