The main character in this pragmatic story, The Jade Peony, is the protagonist, Grandmama. She is a loving and tenacious Chinese elderly woman who moreover is laid-back, and doesnt concern herself with what people think of her, and her doings. This story takes place in wet Vancouver, British Columbia, where this Chinese family has just immigrated. Wandering the back alleys of Keefer and Pender Streets, peering into our neighbors garbage cans, chasing away hungry, nervous cats and shouting curses at them. Furthermore, this story is set around numerous garbage cans of residents who live in the neighborhoods in close proximity, where Grandmama and her grandson, Sek-Lung search for pieces, which can be recycled for her sacrosanct wind chime.
You know, Little Son, whatever happens I will never leave you. Grandmama is such a loving woman, and compassionate grandmother that she vows to always be with her grandson, Sek-Lung, no matter what the circumstances. She is conscious of the fact that she is dying, but she is still so confident, and sure of herself. She embraced me. Grandmama loved her grandson, and showed this by hugging him. She wasnt afraid or ashamed to show affection and let her grandson know he was loved very much by her. I will always be with you. She will never leave Sek-Lung, even when the time comes and she passes away, they will always be together in spirit. The singular connection and bond that they share is something that will last an eternity, and can withstand anything, even death itself.
For days she resisted going into the hospital a cold, just a cold Grandmama is a tenacious woman who is aware of the fact that she is dying and does not have a great deal longer to live, and that the only hope of her surviving is to go to a hospital, but she refuses, insisting that she has merely contracted a cold. I am too stubborn. She directly tells us that she is a stubborn woman, and her actions definitely demonstrate this. Her family tries persuading her to go to a hospital, but to no avail. The only cure for old age is to die. For days and days she refuses, believing that if her time has come than she must go, and not try to fight it. Only after days of persuasion from her family does she finally, reluctantly agree to go to a hospital.
Father, Oldest brother Kiam began, waving his bamboo brush in the air, you must realize that this Mandarin only confuses us And you do not complain about Latin, French Father rattled his newspaper, signal that his patience was ending. We could all hear Grandmamas rocker. Father and Kiam argued doggedly, while Grandmama sat rocking in her rocker, without a care in the world, as if nothing considerable or out of the ordinary were happening. Back and forth she rocked serenely. Grandmama went on rocking quietly in her chair. She complimented my mother in her knitting, made a remark about the strong beauty of Kiams brushstrokes All this babbling noise was his family torn and confused in a strange land: everything here was so foreign and scientific. Grandmama who should be the most worried about her grandchildren rebelling against their homeland, was as calm as a lake on a beautiful day. She had lived the majority of her life in China and to her it would always be home , although her children had also lived quite a bit of their lives their, they still had lived no where near as many years as she had. This new place was most foreign to her, although she seemed perfectly content and fine here. Unlike most people who might find themselves in her position, she remained calm and impassive, seeming as though she is ignoring the ruckus that is going on around her. A normal person would most probably be worrying that the place they once called home would soon be forgotten, particularly with the attitude that Kiam had.
But making her special ones caused dissension in our family, and some shame. Grandmama being raised in a country where the culture, and the traditions are quite different from the ones in the present country where she resided in, was often looked down upon, or treated as an inferior by the natives. It didnt faze her what people thought of her, and her demeanor. She continued to do as she pleased, ignoring people, and their reactions. Some of her actions where embarrassing to the rest of the family, who wanted to desperately fit in, and blend in with the other families in this new land. As for the our neighbors, most understood Grandmama to be harmlessly crazy, others that she did indeed make lovely toys but for what purpose? Most people did not know her, but where still very judgmental of her, and the things that she does. Some did understand why she went through peoples' garbage cans and didnt care but to label her as crazy. The problem for the rest of the family was in the fact that Grandmama looked for these treasures wandering the back alleys of Keefer and Pender Streets, peering into our neighbors garbage cans, chasing away hungry, nervous cats and shouting curses at them. Some of the things that she was accustomed to doing in China, and which where acceptable their where looked down upon, and thought of as bizarre.
In conclusion, Grandmama is a laid-back and loving elderly woman. She cares about her family, however, on the contrary, doesnt care what people think of her and her doings. As well, she is relatively tenacious and is not easily persuaded by others. Even after she passes away she is always in her familys heart, and promises that she will never them or forget them, that they will always be together in spirit.
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