I was in a tiny village near The Great Wall, desperately searching for boiled drinking water and Chinese peanuts-- my only source of protein-- when I saw the very young Chinese
boy in “split pants”.
The instant he saw me--a tall white-skinned woman wearing a large backpack with numerous bags hanging around my waist--he
began crying hysterically. So frightened, so fearful of the stranger, the little boy ran in search of his grandmother, his caregiver.
as the child’s grandmother scooped him up, sat down with him on her lap, and immediately put her hand between his legs. As the grandparent cooed and babbled in some rhythmic, sing-song dialect, she also stroked the little boy’s penis slowly, in
a very-familiar manner.
Soon the little boy stopped crying and began to smile. Then, little by little, the young child laughed, ever-so- softly. In
a few short minutes, the child’s eyes slowly closed and-- just-like-that-- he was asleep.
There were villagers everywhere-curiously eyeing me-all wanting
to know where I’d come from; what I was; why I was in their village. They were all-around the grandparent and the child…but not one watched what the grandparent was doing to stop the child’s crying. No one was shocked to
see a grandparent masturbating her grandson. No one, that is, except me.
For the rest of my Great Wall journey, I couldn’t stop thinking about what
I’d seen. I was horrified to believe this was a common practice among Chinese. I must know the truth.
Almost five years later, when I returned to China
as their first Communications Specialist, I learned the truth. Living among the Chinese People, I quickly saw that young Chinese couples gift their parents with the one- child-only….then become fulltime professionals with one goal—to make lots
These young couples are parents in name only; traditionally, they're too busy to spend time raising a child. Their parents--the grandparents-- are
responsible for raising the one-child-only because ....that’s what Chinese Grandparents do in their retirement years.
I never grew "use" to it
but, looking around, I continued to see very young children—both males and females-- being masturbated in Beijing Parks, on street corners, even in McDonald’s! It was the accepted method for stopping tears, for ending emotional
upsets, and the best method for putting a cranky baby to sleep. And, it was used by both Chinese Grandparents.
an ancient Chinese custom that's been passed from one generation to the next and…apparently…is not related to anything sexual.
Even today... writing
about what I saw in China… makes me uncomfortable. Living there for nearly ten years, I learned how vastly-different the Chinese Culture is when compared to America’s Culture.
There were many other customs/traditions I experienced in China, more I’ll write about, and many-more I can never accept. Nevertheless, the Chinese customs/traditions can never stop me from loving both the country
and the people.