2016年2月26日 星期五

26 Feb 2016

I felt surprised when reading an article from fb written by Daisy Wong. In the article she mentioned her experience of being a part-time English tutor in an evening school. That happened at a period after she quit her original high-paid job and had become a full time writer which couldn't afford her living. Among the class all students were from the working-class with only limited education. They include people like mini-bus drivers, sex-workers, porters, etc. With their backgrounds some of them couldn't even spell all 26 alphabets. To complete an English article of not less than 400 words -- which was the requirement to pass the course, seemed to be an impossible mission.

Daisy described how she was moved by her students spirit and attitude in learning the language, through which they hoped could increase their competitiveness, improve their living standard, or even to inspire their grand children.

I felt surprised because Daisy was well-known for her materialism and mam-monism. I still remember in some of her past articles how she looked down to the working class and ridiculed the less-fortunate side of the society.

Well, people can change, or it might be just a way of marketing herself? Re-branding to be a nice person?

Attached is the article above-mentioned:


以往我曾在文中提到「我這輩子最窮的時候,是我辭掉工作轉做全職作家大約一年之後。那一年裏,我的收入只有寫專欄的稿費和我第一本書《蘭開夏道》的作者版稅,全部加起來每月僅數千元,而且我還把這本書全部作者版稅捐給無國界醫生。那時一直在花以前打工的積蓄,直到大約十個月後,我發現下個月不夠錢交租。」於是我兼職教琴來賺取生活費。
其實當時除了教琴,我還教了夜校。有朋友問:「吓,現在還有夜校?」很多人以為「夜校」只存在於《玻璃之城》那個年代,舒淇讀HKU時為了儲錢打IDD給黎明而去教夜校。但其實香港今天的夜校比想像中多,它們就像細小而陳舊的雲吞麵檔那樣瑟縮於最不顯眼的角落,被社會遺忘,很多都開設在舊樓。那時我教的夜校樓下是「純粹租房」,常常有男人問我「幾錢」。我父母知道後大驚,命我立即停止上班。「你沒錢就不要給我家用呀。」媽這樣說。但我對「家用」這東西頗為執著,也許我在這方面的想法有點old school,但總覺得這不是單純錢的問題,而是對父母的尊重。是我自己選擇辭掉日間的工作去做全職作家,沒有人欠我的,沒錢就自己想辦法。
當初教夜校是為了幫補生計,但我從未想過我會從那次經歷學到這麼多。第一天走進課室,十個人眼碌碌望著我,包括一個在酒樓做清潔的大媽,我給她起了英文名字叫Charlotte。一個是搬運工人荃哥,他讓我們看他背上的老虎紋身。一個是在樓下上班的鳳姐,還有一個小巴司機,樣子八成像林雪。他們大部分連26個字母也不懂,課程卻規定在三個月內讓他們能寫一篇四百字的文章,難過人類上太空,事實卻是人類的而且確上了太空啊。
單是死記那26個字母已經難過登天,還有一連串的文法和生字,而他們竟然大部分人都真的做到。最厲害是那位像林雪的小巴司機,他不停講粗口,不是罵我,他是忟憎自己怎麼學來學去學不好。我每教一個字他都很用心地反覆誦念,不斷用拳頭敲自己的腦袋,抄下詳盡的筆記,回家拚命溫習。搬運工人荃哥要我介紹一些適合他程度的英文書,Charlotte寫了一大疊生字卡,所有人都很努力。
在「轟隆隆」的冷氣機聲下,我們擠在細小的課室專心誦念英文生字。「林雪」因為太著力去記而滿頭大汗,荃哥說那支筆重過他早上搬的那張梳化但仍咬牙切齒地抄筆記,我突然闔上課本,頓了片刻,問:「你們為什麼要來學英文?」說真的,沒有人會怪責一個小巴司機不懂英語,做搬運也沒有需要識英文。「林雪」擦擦額頭的汗說:「我有個孫仔,我想給他做個榜樣。」在樓下上班的鳳姐說:「我想轉行。」荃哥聳聳肩道:「冇咩原因,我覺得由唔識到識,感覺好正。」
我忍不住有點眼濕濕。這班人真是有型到了極點。一個人如果活著沒有什麼追求,人生會很乏味,但那所要追求的其實可以很簡單。
我也從未試過做一份工如此受到尊重。我不知道「林雪」揸小巴的時候是否那麼彬彬有禮,但他每次看見我都會很認真地喚我「老師」。他們會輪流負責在上課前給我去便利店買飲品,我眼濕濕的那一次他們全班擁上來遞紙巾。下課後他們擔心我的安全,堅持護送我去搭車……各位同學,我很想念你們啊!(作者:王迪詩 / 本文摘自王迪詩信報專欄)Instagram : daisywong_author #王迪詩

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