Monthly Archives: November 2011

Ghost of Dead Brother

Nationality: Taiwan
Age: 48
Residence: Taiwan
Performance Date: Oct 28 2011
Primary Language: Chinese
Language: English

The story takes place in Taiwan involving a family of three sons and two daughters. One of the son was ill throughout his childhood and soon died. On the third day of his death a stranger showed up at the house, a monk, claiming that he had seen the spirit of the dead son and that he was cold and hungry because he could not return to the house. The mother, who was very superstitious, immediately began to burn clothes, his belongings as well as food in the belief that burning things would transfer the objects to their respective owners in the afterlife. One of the sisters did not want the brother to be trapped outside the house as Chinese culture believes that within 7 days of one’s death, one’s spirit is allowed to roam the world before proceeding to the afterlife for eternity. Thus, she took off the “fu” posted on the doors, parchment with words on them that were supposed to keep spirits out. That very same night, both sisters woke up at the same time during the night to large footsteps and bumping of tables around the house and believed that it was the ghost of their brother. The following night, one of the sisters dreamt of her brother telling her that he was well now and that he was at peace in the afterlife.

There is a concept in Asian culture that claims that people who died are able to roam around on Earth, perhaps revisiting their loved ones or revisiting meaningful places before their final departure into the realm of the after life. After the “Fu” parchments were taken off, which had words on them written with brushes, which is an ancient Chinese form of writing and is seen today as a type of art. These parchments with brush strokes of words can be seen on doors and windows of apartments and houses during the ghost months and during times when people have died. They could also just be posted during random times just in case. Therefore, the source really believed that her brother had entered the house that night from hearing footsteps and knocking in the kitchen and living throughout the night.

To me, the story may have been unbelievable as the knocking and sounds during the night may have been other family members or just due to paranoia. However, the strange occurrence of a monk that was stranger showing up at the house with impossible knowledge of the death of a loved one seemed almost magical. His only purpose was to tell the family about what he dreamt and had no other motives, thus it seemed like he really did have a dream about the dead and was sharing it to the family out of the goodness of his heart.

Abandoned Insane Asylum

Nationality: Caucasian
Age: 17
Occupation: student
Residence: Flour Tower
Performance Date: November 7, 2011
Primary Language: English

When I first asked my friend Vance to tell me a ghost story he said he didn’t have one assuming that he needed to tell me a scary story that would freak me out. When I told him that it didn’t need to freak me out and he could just tell me any story that involves any type of ghost or something haunted, he immediately remembered the abandoned insane asylum in his town that served as such a significant high school memory. He warned me that it was not really a story but just an abandoned place that many people have gone into and experienced some weird paranormal activity. Vance told me about this place while we were eating dinner on a small table in the corner of Parkside where we could not be interrupted. And so his story begins…

 

Okay so um there’s an insane asylum behind my school and the kids from the school would go there just to like see if everything was real I guess. And there’s like this old lobotomy room and holding rooms for the insane people and it’s all blocked off because your not allowed to be in there because its technically trespassing. And so I’ve been there once with a few of my friends and we heard a door slam twice coming from upstairs which was weird because it was only me and my two friends there. We also heard noises that sounded like footsteps and it was just a weird feeling because we could sense and feel like someone was present other than us. I heard stories from a lot of other people who have been there that they heard doors open as well and just weird paranormal things happening. One of the stories I heard was that a group of kids went into the asylum and a few of them entered this lobotomy room and before the rest of the kids could enter the door randomly closed and locked and the kids were trapped inside for a good amount of time banging on the doors. After a few minutes the door just randomly unlocked and when the kids got out of the room they told the other kids that were outside the room that when they were trapped in the room they kept hearing sounds like knocks coming from the walls and footsteps coming from the ceiling. Not everyone who has been in this asylum has said that they heard these sounds but every single person who has gone in there has said that they felt some weird presence as if they were not the only ones in there. Basically it is said that when this asylum closed down a few patients were forgotten about in this place and that they died in there. I don’t know if that is necessarily true or not but that’s what it is known in my town and well people who go into this asylum say that they can either hear these people making noises like slamming doors and walking or just feel these peoples’ presence.

 

When I asked Vance about this asylum’s role and impact in his town he told me that it is basically just a rundown place that was built in the 50s and happens to be a common, well known “haunted place” that most of the town knows about and shares stories about if they have dared to go in there. He told me that it is a common activity to do on Halloween and that after people have gone in there on Halloween there are always cool stories about what these people have experienced. Visiting this insane asylum is also an activity that a lot of high school kids do because not only is the asylum located right behind the high school, but it serves as a sort of a tradition for kids (mostly guys) to do once they enter high school. Vance said that it’s a tradition because it’s a pretty scary experience that serves as a sort of “initiation” into high school. This haunted place is significant in Vance’s life because he experienced this place when going into freshman year of high school so he had a feeling of acceptance in high school knowing that he was among the rest of the guys being able to share and bond over this scary experience.

 

Vance’s ghost story is a typical ghost story that involves an abandoned place with a mysterious past. Since this place is an insane asylum its past must involve a lot of crazy and paranormal activity, which results in its association with being “haunted”. That alone sets the tone for a ghost story because people are more likely to have weird, out of the ordinary experiences being in an abandoned place that feels haunted. People are more likely to change their beliefs based on condition and I think the condition of this place causes people to belief in these “ghosts” and therefore experience this paranormal activity. Since this insane asylum was abandoned, there is a lot of mystery about what took place there as well as the outcome of the inmates. This idea of the inmates having “unfinished business” acts as the main motif of this ghost story, causing the presence of these spirits to haunt this insane asylum and spook out visitors, such as Vance and his friends. Also, Vance’s story is a key example of a memorate, in which each high school kid who went into this asylum and had these weird experiences was then reassured by the story of this abandoned asylum and its history of the unfinished business of its inmates.  In result, this reassurance helped carry on the insane asylum’s legend as well as justify each high school kids’ experience.

Hangzhou Liuhe Tower Accident

Nationality: Chinese
Age: 19
Occupation: Student
Residence: 3771 McClintock Ave. Los Angeles, CA 90007
Performance Date: Nov. 4, 2011
Primary Language: Chinese

The following story is about a tower in Hangzhou, China which has the top two floors shut down.

 

Initials are used in the narration of this story.

 

XZ: So it goes like this—a long time ago (laughs)—there’s a very famous tower in Hangzhou called Liuhe Tower. And the Liuhe Tower’s top floor had been closed for several decades. And, later, why was it closed—it’s because a long time ago a school arranged a spring trip—a fieldtrip, and when that group of children reached the top floor, there was one person who said, “a ghost!” And everyone started sprinting downstairs. When they were sprinting down, maybe it’s because it’s too crowded or something, the top two floors just—because it was built in wooden structure that time—

 

Me: Top two floors?

 

XZ: Just the top floor, and—um—you know the stairs will be lower—

 

Me: Oh, right, the ceiling will be lower.

 

XZ: Right. And along with the wooden stairs, it snapped. Like, some wooden boards came off under the pressure, or the railings broke off. And so some kids either fell down or were stepped on—anyways, there were a few kids who died from the stampede.

 

XZ: And after that, you cannot go up there anymore. The top floor.

 

She later told me that her aunt, who’s over forty now, was on the same trip as the children who died; her class was waiting downstairs the tower when the collapse happened.

 

Me: How many floors does the tower have?

 

XZ: Oh it was pretty tall. It’s on the mountain, and it was quite tall—there’s nine floors.

 

She also mentioned that the general opinion about ghosts in China is that children are more sensitive to ghosts than adults.

 

Me: Where did you hear this story from?

 

XZ: I heard it from the elders—my grandparents.

 

Although no “ghost” is clearly apparent in this story, this story can be considered ghost folklore because of the unnatural collapsing of the building and the fact that the child claimed that he/she saw a ghost. If the child was joking about the ghost, why did every other child get nervous and start rushing down to the extent that some children were stamped to death? The tower was repaired afterwards, but the top two floors are never open to public again; the safety and potential to collapse is probably not an issue after the repairing of the tower, but the top two floors were kept closed. However, if the top floors are opened to public and supernatural events happen after the death of the children, this story would be a better ghost story.

Shanghai Department Store Ghost

Nationality: Chinese
Age: 18
Occupation: Student
Residence: 3771 McClintock Ave. Los Angeles, CA 90007
Performance Date: Nov. 4, 2011
Primary Language: Chinese

My friend from Shanghai, China told me the following story of a well-known department store in Shanghai that was haunted.

 

Initials and abbreviations are used in the narration of this story.

 

JW (my friend): Before the end of the revolution of China, there was an orphanage in Shanghai.

 

The orphanage, my friend noted, was actually a foundling hospital where abandoned infants or children were taken in to live there.

 

JW: Anyways, I heard that they fed the children with expired food—like, food that’s fermented, or food that’s gone bad—and the rice and the dishes are kind of mixed together, and it’s very gross. The living conditions of the children were also poor.

 

Me: How do you know about all the details?

 

JW: I heard it from someone else. This is a very deeply spread story.

 

JW: Because of these reasons, many children died during that time. And they didn’t bury these children properly—they just dig a big hole and throw the bodies inside and cover them up.

 

JW: And After the revolution, of course the orphans had been removed and the foundling hospital was replaced with a department store, P Department Store. (Actual name: Pacific Department Store)

 

Me: (Surprised) The P Department Store?

 

JW: (Nods) These things get spread out just because it is a big brand.

 

Me: Where are the children then?

 

JW: They must have been sent away. The foundling hospital is also out of use. After the revolution this (the poor treatment of the children) could not continue.

 

Me: And then?

 

JW: And-eh-P Department Store. When the department store was just built, security guards patrolled at night, and they would hear the sound of a baby crying, and no matter where they look they cannot find the baby. Besides, this happened for not only one night, and many of the security guards heard it, and they were afraid, so they reported this situation to the manager. You know, the Chinese were very superstitious at that time.

 

JW: So they invited a Feng Shui master (the person who looks at geographic or interior settings of a place and decide whether it is “fortunate”; geomancer), and the Feng Shui master told them that the infants’ wraith are still living under this ground. He told them (the department store) that, “if you want to continue your business, you have to console these spirits of the dead.”

 

JW: After that the owner of the department store just invited a star—CM (real name Cao Meng)—and he sang that song called “Baby, Sorry” (translation) just for comforting these children. The department would start playing this song at 12:00 at night and keep playing it (throughout the night).

 

Me: And all is well after they played this song?

 

JW: Well, the security guards are well (not afraid anymore)—mainly they are superstitious—and there had to be someone to patrol at night. No one knows if this is real or not, and I don’t know if they still play the song—after all, the revolution had been over for sixty—seventy years?

 

Me: It’s interesting that they invited a star to quiet the ghosts instead of—a medium, maybe?

 

JW: It was said that the owner of the shop were Taiwanese—they were very superstitious.

 

Me: Okay—where did you hear this story from?

 

JW: I heard it back in China, in Shanghai, from my middle school classmates.

 

 

This story, in some ways, is a much traditionalized ghost story; the usual motifs of poor treatment during lifetime, improper burial, the unquiet spirit, and noise during the night are present in this story. The noise, the sound of a baby crying, symbolizes the poor treatment towards the children in their lifetime; like the Hispanic ghost story La Llorona, the spirit weeps eternally in the afterlife, telling the living about their sorrow and the injustice they endured. However, the treatment toward the spirit is a rather unconventional one: a singer is requested to write and sing a song for the ghost children’s consolation. Instead of getting rid of the ghosts, the owner of the department store decided to console them for their pitiful history. In some ways this may be similar to the prayers for the “souls trapped in purgatory”, opposed of an exorcism. Also, a song instead of prayers or sutras is used to console and quiet the spirits, which is unconventional.

Lost But Never Forgotten: The Ghost of St. Boniface Indian School

Nationality: Filipino, Mexican, Native American
Age: 19
Occupation: full time student
Residence: university housing
Performance Date: 10-28-2011
Primary Language: English

Lost but Never Forgotten: The Ghost of  St. Boniface Indian School

            You are going to laugh at me because this is super lame, but my dad made me go to it. It was junior year of high school and my dad’s friend who is a professor at University of San Diego for American Studies was hosting a retreat at the Morongo Indian Reservation in Banning, California. I have like 1/1,000,000 percent Native American from my dad’s side, but he said this was an enlightening experience to learn more about who I am…blah blah blah! He went to the casino that week when my sister and I were at the retreat, so I think that was his real reason. However, I never even knew there was a place called Banning. The retreat was a four-day trip, in which we visited the Malki Museum and then camped out at the St. Boniface Indian School. The first day we were at some harvest event with the Malki Museum [called Fall Gathering] and then the last night we camped out at the former grounds of St. Boniface Indian School.

            It was fun especially because I got to interact with a college professor as a junior and USD was a school I was looking into. However, my favorite part of the retreat was the last night when we were camping. After a couple days of stereotypical activities such as weaving baskets and watching a dance performance at the museum, it was a bit weird to go to a quiet, abandoned school. The professor was telling us that the school was a boarding school for Native Americans during the early 20th century when Americans were trying to civilize the indigenous Native Americans. I was taking AP US History that year, so I did learn some practices that were used against the Native Americans. We were gathered around a campfire before going to bed and one of the graduate students told everyone a ghost story that is linked to the St. Boniface Indian School.  The story begins…

            There was a boy from the neighboring Morongo reservation who was sent to the boarding school here at the age of 12 and had to leave his mother and aunt who were the only members of his family that he knew of. Coming from a traditional family, he did not know any English and did not wear any western clothing. The first few months he attended the school, he was abused and badgered by the Catholic missionaries and instructors. If he ever spoke his native tongue, he would have his mouth washed with soap and he had his hair cut off. If he was caught ever practicing anything related to his native culture, he was beaten and one of the punishments was to stay in a cubby with a dunce hat on at the back of a classroom. One day the instructor in charge of his punishment forgot to open the crack for oxygen and the boy died from suffocation. The supervision changed after this incident, but people say that if you are quiet enough… you can hear a young boy talking in a lost language, yelling to go home to his family.

            This was my favorite story that I collected because I am currently enrolled in a Latin American culture course and we just discussed Indian boarding schools and the period of Americanization. I asked Leanne, “How did this change your outlook on your heritage or this issue?” Leanne said, “I always considered my Native American roots to be such a small part of who I am and joked about how it was a way for me to get into college! But that ghost story is something that sticks with me even now.”  The context of the story was with a campfire on abandoned camp grounds near a school with roasted corn in the fire, which is the picture perfect Hollywood image that we all have seen or can concur an image of… but it does not make the story any less authentic.

The retreat Leanne attended was for educational purposes and the activities at the Malki Museum were culturally enriching, but this ghost story was the keystone of her experience. It functions not only as a story to conserve the history of a people who were for the most part eradicated, but as a link an individual can connect to with his or her past, present, and future. This simple story of a young anonymous boy’s death speaks so many words as it gives a face to the injustice that was forced upon a group of humans and America is still in a period of healing.  One of the things that I found the most interesting was how the voice of the young boy is still crying out in his native tongue (which is now lost as many aspects of indigenous cultures due to a massive history of cultural eradication) to be able to go home. It is oddly heartwarming, but gives me goosebumps

Malki Museum website: http://www.malkimuseum.org/index.html