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- BOOKS, Page 98Tiger Ladies
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- THE JOY LUCK CLUB
- by Amy Tan
- Putnam; 288 pages; $18.95
-
- Growing up ethnic is surely the liveliest theme to appear in
- the American novel since the closing of the frontier (growing up
- alienated and getting a divorce are the dreariest). One cheerful
- result is that Wasps, to the disgust of Nathan Zuckerman's
- relatives, now know about Jewish families, shnorrers, yentas and
- all, and that Catholics are knowledgeable about those little
- ethnicities that Presbyterians possess but do not like to admit
- to. Northerners understand Southerners, at least on paper, and
- whites even know something of how life ferments, black among black.
-
- The Chinese-American culture is only beginning to throw off
- such literary sparks, and Amy Tan's bright, sharp-flavored first
- novel belongs on a short shelf dominated by Maxine Hong Kingston's
- remarkable works of a decade or so ago, The Woman Warrior and China
- Men. Tan's book is a wry group portrait of four elderly and feisty
- women who emigrated from China to the U.S., and their grown, very
- Americanized daughters. "A girl is like a young tree," says one of
- the stern mothers, who explains to her daughter that she lacks the
- necessary wood in her character. "You must stand tall and listen
- to your mother standing next to you . . . But if you bend to listen
- to other people, you will grow crooked and weak." The daughter does
- not ignore this old-country wisdom, "but I also learned how to let
- her words blow through me."
-
- One of the mothers thinks, "When my daughter looks at me, she
- sees a small old lady. That is because she sees only with her
- outside eyes." If she had inside knowing, "she would see a tiger
- lady. And she would have careful fear." One of the daughters,
- carefully fearful, remarks to a friend, "I don't know if it's
- explicitly stated in the law, but you can't ever tell a Chinese
- mother to shut up. You could be charged as an accessory to your own
- murder."
-
- A Chinese (or Jewish or Presbyterian) mother broods when an
- adult offspring says, "I'm my own person!" Her response is, "How
- can she be her own person? When did I give her up?" The author
- writes with both inside and outside knowing, and her novel rings
- clearly, like a fine porcelain bowl.