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Shane Koyczan To This Day致被欺凌者

Poetry has a way of putting life into perspective, and this one most definitely did.This poem To This Day moved me to tears. 当你看完这个TED演讲,你会说:我爱上了诗歌!

当TED演讲人名单上出现谢恩·科伊赞Shane Koyczan的名字,我没想起来是谁,可一看到人就想起来了——这不是2010年温哥华冬季奥运会上朗诵诗的那胖子嘛?!当时这位来自西北特区的诗人在台上声情并茂朗读代表加拿大精义的诗作《we are more》,给世人留下很深印象。

这次在TED演讲台上朗诵的【To This Day】来自他的反欺凌项目To This Day

To this Day

谢恩幼年被父母离弃,祖母将其拉扯大,童年期间因身体胖,同学给他起了外号”Pork Chop”,并饱受同学欺凌,在十几岁时他自己成为了欺凌同学的一个”学校小霸王”,而这正是他曾经最讨厌的形象。这些经的阴影一直伴随着他。

在2011年他完成了To This Day的朗读诗歌,而后他不断收到大量来信和反馈,被欺凌者诉说自己在学校的遭遇,甚至成年后留下的心灵阴影。

为唤起更多人对欺凌现象的关注,Shane邀请跟多人参与To This Day反欺凌项目。2013年2月以他诗作为蓝本,86位动画设计师以众包模式集体创作了一个动画视频。在网站VimeoToThisDay项目上你能看到以20秒为单位的各个视频小段。
这段视频在Youtube发布后引起强烈凡响,大量青少年和成人在其中看到自己的影子。

2013年他获TED邀请再度演绎这个作品。

To This Day by Shane Koyczan

 

To This Day (诗转自其项目)
When I was a kid
I used to think that pork chops and karate chops
were the same thing
I thought they were both pork chops
and because my grandmother thought it was cute
and because they were my favourite
she let me keep doing it

not really a big deal

one day
before I realized fat kids are not designed to climb trees
I fell out of a tree
and bruised the right side of my body

I didn’t want to tell my grandmother about it
because I was afraid I’d get in trouble
for playing somewhere that I shouldn’t have been

a few days later the gym teacher noticed the bruise
and I got sent to the principal’s office
from there I was sent to another small room
with a really nice lady
who asked me all kinds of questions
about my life at home

I saw no reason to lie
as far as I was concerned
life was pretty good
I told her “whenever I’m sad
my grandmother gives me karate chops”

this led to a full scale investigation
and I was removed from the house for three days
until they finally decided to ask how I got the bruises

news of this silly little story quickly spread through the school
and I earned my first nickname

pork chop

to this day
I hate pork chops

I’m not the only kid
who grew up this way
surrounded by people who used to say
that rhyme about sticks and stones
as if broken bones
hurt more than the names we got called
and we got called them all
so we grew up believing no one
would ever fall in love with us
that we’d be lonely forever
that we’d never meet someone
to make us feel like the sun
was something they built for us
in their tool shed
so broken heart strings bled the blues
as we tried to empty ourselves
so we would feel nothing
don’t tell me that hurts less than a broken bone
that an ingrown life
is something surgeons can cut away
that there’s no way for it to metastasize

it does

she was eight years old
our first day of grade three
when she got called ugly
we both got moved to the back of the class
so we would stop get bombarded by spit balls
but the school halls were a battleground
where we found ourselves outnumbered day after wretched day
we used to stay inside for recess
because outside was worse
outside we’d have to rehearse running away
or learn to stay still like statues giving no clues that we were there
in grade five they taped a sign to her desk
that read beware of dog

to this day
despite a loving husband
she doesn’t think she’s beautiful
because of a birthmark
that takes up a little less than half of her face
kids used to say she looks like a wrong answer
that someone tried to erase
but couldn’t quite get the job done
and they’ll never understand
that she’s raising two kids
whose definition of beauty
begins with the word mom
because they see her heart
before they see her skin
that she’s only ever always been amazing

he was a broken branch
grafted onto a different family tree
adopted
but not because his parents opted for a different destiny
he was three when he became a mixed drink
of one part left alone
and two parts tragedy
started therapy in 8th grade
had a personality made up of tests and pills
lived like the uphills were mountains
and the downhills were cliffs
four fifths suicidal
a tidal wave of anti depressants
and an adolescence of being called popper
one part because of the pills
and ninety nine parts because of the cruelty
he tried to kill himself in grade ten
when a kid who still had his mom and dad
had the audacity to tell him “get over it” as if depression
is something that can be remedied
by any of the contents found in a first aid kit

to this day
he is a stick on TNT lit from both ends
could describe to you in detail the way the sky bends
in the moments before it’s about to fall
and despite an army of friends
who all call him an inspiration
he remains a conversation piece between people
who can’t understand
sometimes becoming drug free
has less to do with addiction
and more to do with sanity

we weren’t the only kids who grew up this way
to this day
kids are still being called names
the classics were
hey stupid
hey spaz
seems like each school has an arsenal of names
getting updated every year
and if a kid breaks in a school
and no one around chooses to hear
do they make a sound?
are they just the background noise
of a soundtrack stuck on repeat
when people say things like
kids can be cruel?
every school was a big top circus tent
and the pecking order went
from acrobats to lion tamers
from clowns to carnies
all of these were miles ahead of who we were
we were freaks
lobster claw boys and bearded ladies
oddities
juggling depression and loneliness playing solitaire spin the bottle
trying to kiss the wounded parts of ourselves and heal
but at night
while the others slept
we kept walking the tightrope
it was practice
and yeah
some of us fell

but I want to tell them
that all of this shit
is just debris
leftover when we finally decide to smash all the things we thought
we used to be
and if you can’t see anything beautiful about yourself
get a better mirror
look a little closer
stare a little longer
because there’s something inside you
that made you keep trying
despite everyone who told you to quit
you built a cast around your broken heart
and signed it yourself
you signed it
“they were wrong”
because maybe you didn’t belong to a group or a click
maybe they decided to pick you last for basketball or everything
maybe you used to bring bruises and broken teeth
to show and tell but never told
because how can you hold your ground
if everyone around you wants to bury you beneath it
you have to believe that they were wrong

they have to be wrong

why else would we still be here?
we grew up learning to cheer on the underdog
because we see ourselves in them
we stem from a root planted in the belief
that we are not what we were called we are not abandoned cars stalled out and sitting empty on a highway
and if in some way we are
don’t worry
we only got out to walk and get gas
we are graduating members from the class of
fuck off we made it
not the faded echoes of voices crying out
names will never hurt me

of course
they did

but our lives will only ever always
continue to be
a balancing act
that has less to do with pain.

下面这是他在TED舞台上再度演绎这首饱含感情的诗朗诵。

心理学上儿童欺凌会形成心理阴影,严重增加日后成年患心理抑郁疾病几率。这个我本人可以证明:我和Shane的体形一样都是胖子(小时候是,现在还是,改不了了),在从小学到大学各个阶段获得不同外号胖子、老肥、猪兄等等等等,甚至我的地理老师也曾经说”瞧你那样子…长得跟土豆似的”… 这些都没什么,关键是在各个时期都有这样善良又恶毒的提醒:老肥,你对女孩子没有任何杀伤力…..我擦啊!这些曾经是我长期自卑的根源之一。

小时候他们叫我胖子,老肥,看完这个,我TM爱上了诗歌:To This Day 致被欺凌者 http://t.cn/zYC7vqY http://t.cn/zHkRnDf 这一首反欺凌行为的诗朗诵,“时至今日”短片迅速感染了无数观众。在#TED 舞台上他再演绎这诗歌  无论是这个动画还是演讲都好棒!我爱上了诗歌!we grew up learning to cheer on the underdog coz we see ourselves in them

欺凌通常发生在儿童青少年之间,但也可发生在成年人(如老师)和儿童青少年之间。这里不仅仅是起绰号,也有口头和行为上的侮辱、小团伙的排斥欺侮,轻者给人留下心灵创伤,重者引发恶性事件。这个应当引起教育者和家庭的关注。

We grew up learning to cheer on the underdog because we see ourselves in them. We stem from a root planted in the belief that we are not what we were called. We are not abandoned cars stalled out and sitting empty on some highway, and if in some way we are, don’t worry. We only got out to walk and get gas. We are graduating members from the class of We Made It, not the faded echoes of voices crying out, “Names will never hurt me.” Of course they did. But our lives will only ever always continue to be a balancing act that has less to do with pain and more to do with beauty.

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TED 2011 Ric Elias: 坠机让我学到的三件事

2013年7月6日,一架韩亚航空公司的波音777型客机在美国旧金山国际机场着陆时失事引发大火,300名乘客中有不少伤难者,因为半数是来自中国国内的乘客,两名中国乘客还不幸遇难,所以也引起很多人关注。

过去2年我每次坐飞机都会想下面的这个TED视频:坠机让我学到的三件事,这个视频提醒大家重新思考哪些事情是人生中最重要的。每次坐乘坐飞机,都会有这样的思考,快成强迫症了,同时,飞机上没有微博微信网络垃圾的干扰,彻底不考虑什么PPT和proposal,只是想着如果这个飞机… …结果就是每次走出机舱门,都觉得很多事情更清楚了,比如第一条:做一个好父亲。

1. I regretted the time I wasted on things that did not matter with people that [do] matter.不再浪费时间

2.I no longer try to be right. I choose to be happy. 我不可能总是对的,却可能总是快乐的

3. I no longer want to postpone anything in life. That urgency, that purpose, has really changed my life——这条是我致命伤,拖延症几乎成为了我无法攻克的顽症!我有很多借口:因为我有本职工作、同时负责TEDtoChina,另外也是Social media player,玩的国内国外网站都有不少,性格老好人很少拒绝别人的求助,照看孩子等等等,… … 其实事情多是借口。很多事情积攒起来,在外面还要假装闲庭信步,导致每个月都有那么几天要爆发一次,搞的满手事情无法收场。

和这个演讲可以匹配着看的是另外一个TEDtalk:清明思考:I want ___ before I die 

看视频有感悟是一回事,可往往大家一开始生活就停止了思考。我也是,最近年纪大了,考虑的事情多了,更知道去不断提醒自己:生命、时间、家庭和社会的关系。

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