Shaolin, the Kingdom of Kung Fu
Author: Tom Carter
Date Posted: May 27, 2007
“Let's see your Tiger-Crane style match my Eagle’s Claw!”
Ah, the immortal words of dueling Shaolin warriors. Though dialog
like this is mainly the stuff of low-budget Hong Kong movies, there
is in fact a place where such challenges are still uttered. Not
to the death, of course, but between students at Shaolin Si, China’s
most famous Kung Fu temple.
Located atop the western peak of the sacred Song Shan Mountain
in northern Henan province, 800 year-old Shaolin Si has been destroyed
and rebuilt time and again, weathering attacks by emperors, warlords,
cultural revolutions, and now its most reoccurring invaders – the
modern tour group.
In fact, not until the advent of the 1970s Kung Fu movie craze
and the popular 1982 film “Shaolin Temple,” did annual tourism perform
a CGI-like leap from 200,000 to 2 million, prompting the Chinese
government to list the temple as a protected heritage site.
But while the venerable temple gates see an almost endless stream
of tourists wishing to get a glimpse of a real-life Shaolin monk
and take in a demonstration performance, a more permanent residence
of Kung Fu enthusiasts exists in the outlying hillsides.
These are the sons and daughters of Shaolin, young students who
have given up secular life for a strict regimen and forsaken conventional
curriculum for physical conditioning. At Shaolin Si, the sword is
truly mightier than the pen.
-CROUCHING TIGERS-
Kung Fu (Gungfu in Mandarin) was originally a Chan Buddhist practice
with the dual purpose of purifying the soul and building strength
through Zen spiritual doctrine and martial arts.
Shaolin priests complimented their monastic ways by harnessing
their life force with meditation and releasing this energy, or Qi,
through practical offense and defense maneuvers, something traditionalists
complain has been diluted over the centuries for the thrill of competition
and the vanity of exhibition.
Opening up the temple to outsiders began in the mid-16th century,
whence military officers of the Ming Dynasty court attended Shaolin
to study the monks’ unique fighting techniques. Resultingly, today’s
Kung Fu schools have become big business.
The oldest and perhaps most visible school, the Wushu Institute
at Tagou, is at the front entrance of Shaolin Si itself. One mountain
may have no space for two tigers, says the old Chinese proverb,
but the privately-run Tagou boasts over ten thousand! The courtyard
is at any given moment a killer-bee swarm of students of all ages
deftly demonstrating the fluid movement of forms, gravity-defying
aerial assaults, an arsenal of weapons techniques and the brute
force of striking and grappling.
As it does not seem likely that the People’s Republic will have
future need to employ martial monks to defend the country from Wokou
raiders as it did in the old days, Kung Fu students of the new millennium
will eventually end up common businessmen (with a hell of a roundhouse),
some will become police officers, and the bottom percentile relegated
to rent-a-cop.
But in all their fearless eyes is that youthfully high hope; the
desire to become the next Jet Li, China’s “national treasure” who
attended a Kung Fu training school from age 8 and went on to become
a five-time Wushu champion and silver screen sensation.
But is real life at a Kung Fu school as glamorous as its on-screen
personification?
-WUDANG CLAN-
A few kilometers away from Shaolin Si against the placid waters
of Song Shan reservoir, the 11 year-old Shuiku Martial Arts School,
with only 200 students, may be dwarfed in both size and reputation
by its estimable red-suited rival, but the daily drill is virtually
the same.
Whilst the rest of the working world operates on a 9-5 schedule,
life at Shaolin Shuiku is literally backwards, from 5am to 9pm.
In the blue light of dawn, barking instructors rouse their respective
teams for a run in the brisk morning mountain air as Chinese patriot
songs echo into the surrounding mountain range.
Stretching, sprinting, fist pushups and other exertive exercises
to forge their young bodies into steel take place beneath the rising
sun, the packed-earth schoolyard a veritable army of green-uniformed
students lined up in formation. A quick cafeteria breakfast is followed
by two hours of requisite textbook classes including Chinese, Math
and perfunctory English.
Before lunch and then into the evening is the fun stuff – basics,
forms, applications and weapons – components of the external (Shaolin)
and Wudang, or internal, styles of Kung Fu training. Most can be
rudimentarily learned in a matter of years, but take a lifetime
to perfect.
Forms, which are actual fighting techniques with the appearance
of a choreographed dance, are the most elegant. The animal styles,
for example, involve strength, speed and psychology; the Tiger for
external force and a strong attack, the softer Crane style for patience
and concentration, and so on down the animal kingdom.
For the less graceful student, competitive Sanda sparring more
resembles street fighting than poise, whereby the biggest and bravest
don protective gear and launch into each other with fists of fury
under the corrective eye of their shifu.
Led not by a wizened Master Po, a cruel Pei Mei or any such mythical
elder with long white eyebrows, today’s Shaolin shifu (master) are
young, burly and surly, some fresh out of Kung Fu school and quick
to take a bamboo cane to the backsides of their junior trainees.
-YOUNG GRASSHOPPA-
In the dark chill of night, the spent students finally retire to
their dorm rooms for a semi-normal albeit brief adolescent life
– reading comics, watching movies, or, most precious, sleep. The
boys share up to ten bunks per room, which look, and smell, accordingly.
Conversely, there are only 7 girls at Shuiku, though none admit
feeling uncomfortable around the pubescent testosterone of so many
“brothers.” With narrow eyes and long, silky black hair, Feng Jing
Jing of Shanxi has been a Shaolin student for one year and plans
at least another four.
Despite her quiet demeanor, the 17 year-old novice shares a tempered
conceit with the rest of her male and female classmates, disdaining
an ordinary teenage life of classrooms and tests. “Kung Fu is much
easier than English,” Feng Jing Jing asserts while slashing a broadsword
in the air with lethal precision.
And what of the parents who are paying for these classes? For them,
Kung Fu is an alternative investment into their child’s future.
And the earlier they begin, the larger the payoff – they hope.
Cao Xu, 7, who likes doing cartwheels instead of walking, doesn’t
seem to mind being away from his mother and father back in Shanghai.
Nevertheless, their adult ambitions have obviously been instilled
in this little grasshopper’s mind: “I want to be a hero…and earn
lots of money!”
-WHITE LOTUS-
Demonstrated by its box-office strength in the western world, the
Shaolin lifestyle isn’t only popular with Chinese. 20 year-old Felix
Klemisch studied martial arts in his native Germany for four years
before hopping on a China-bound plane to pursue his affinity for
Kung Fu.
And towering over every other student and trainer at Shuiku is
the 190cm Stephan Beck, the school’s foreign veteran with a combined
9 months between two Shaolin schools (he quit the first school after
making him stare into the sun for ten minutes a day “to build up
[his] Qi”). Also 20 and from Germany, Stephan defies height, gravity
and conventions, often training alone while the Chinese students
are in group formation.
The two young Europeans confide that communication is a bigger
obstacle than the physical ones, and were practically forced to
learn rudimentary Chinese to understand their trainers. “We had
no choice,” says blonde Felix in heavily accented English. “It was
either grasp basic Mandarin or get left behind.”
Neither is sure of what they want to do when they go home and admit
the possibility of drifting their way back to Shaolin. In the meantime,
shaved-headed Stephan is looking forward to getting away from Song
Shan for an upcoming respite in Beijing.
So which will he do first, a climb on the Great Wall? Shopping
at Silk Market? “Find a Chinese girlfriend,” he decrees with Shaolin
bombast. “I’ve been on top of this mountain too long!”
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Shuttle busses to Shaolin Si depart hourly from Zhengzhou City
in Henan, 2 hours, 10RMB. You might have to change busses in Dengfeng
City depending on the route. Entrance tickets into the temple cost
40 RMB, including a half-hour Kung Fu stage performance.
There are over 100 privately run Kung Fu schools of varying standards
and prices in the county. Tuition at Shuiku Martial Arts School,
including training, room and board, costs 2000RMB per year for Chinese
nationals or 2000RMB per month for foreigners. www.slkf.net, shaolinlhl@163.com,
0371-6287-8171
About The Author
Tom Carter (http://www.tomcarter.org)
of San Francisco is an internationally published freelance photographer
and travel writer specializing in the People's Republic of China.
Tom has traveled extensively throughout all 33 Chinese provinces
and autonomous regions and currently resides in Beijing.
Article Source: JKD Street Combat
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