您是降落凡間的天使

You Are an Angel Coming Down to the Earth——ln Memory of Professor Jiang Yujiao， Director of theConfucius Institute at the University of Yaounde II in Cameroon

2018年12月3日，這是一個令人悲痛的日子，因為在這一天，我們痛失了一位好院長，喀麥隆雅溫得第二大學孔子學院的學員們痛失了一位好老師、好“媽媽”。江玉嬌院長離開我們整整一個月了，一直想著她的善良、她的美好，甚至我還幻想這是一個夢等醒來的時候，江院長就回來了。可是，現(xiàn)實往往是殘酷的。當我意識到這是一個不可逆轉(zhuǎn)的事實的時候，只好擦干眼淚，拿起筆來，寫寫我印象中的江院長，以懷念這位降落凡間的善良的天使。

2017年年初，江玉嬌教授到達雅溫得，擔任雅溫得第二大學孔子學院院長。和江院長見面之前，我印象中的女教授形象一般是這樣的：衣著樸素，素面朝天，氣質(zhì)恬靜，和藹可親。沒想到，那天見面會的時候，出現(xiàn)在眼前的卻是一位妝容精致、談吐高雅、氣質(zhì)靈動，如空谷幽蘭般的詩人。她抑揚頓挫的嗓音充滿了詩情畫意般的動人魅力，陽光燦爛的笑容猶如少女般青春洋溢。還記得，在簡單的自我介紹之后，江院長給我們講了一個有趣的小插曲。她早上起床的時候，由于夜里下雨，窗外的芒果樹掉了一地的芒果，剛好聽到一位喀麥隆學生用漢語朗誦詩歌《春曉》，于是打趣學生說：“你說的‘花落知多少’不對，應該改為‘芒果知多少’才對。”學生聽了一臉茫然，爭辯道：“老師，您說的不對，我們老師教我們的是‘花落知多少’。”于是江院長和該學生談起了中國詩歌美學和漢語豐富的表現(xiàn)力，學生聽得如癡如醉，一致稱贊江院長。這是江院長給我留下的第一個印象：一位與世無爭的詩人和學者。

有一段時間，我在雅溫得第二大學孔子學院本部的成人培訓班上課，每天上午到達教室的時候，總聽到優(yōu)美動聽的女高音在唱《美麗的草原我的家》《我愛你中國》《長江之歌》等經(jīng)典曲目，本以為是某位老師為了漢語教學而播放中國音樂，后來一打聽，才知道是江院長在練歌。她不僅愛唱歌，而且唱功非常了得，受過嚴格專業(yè)的聲樂訓練。為了宣傳中國文化和吸引更多的喀麥隆入學習漢語，江院長常常在孔子學院舉辦的各項文化活動中獻唱，并且大力支持雅二大孔院的品牌活動——喀麥隆“好聲音”歌唱比賽。2017年中國駐喀麥隆大使館為慶祝七一建黨節(jié)而舉辦了紅歌比賽，江院長帶領孔院全體教師參賽，奪得亞軍。她常常鼓勵老師們在上課的時候多開展中國歌曲教學活動，因為音樂是無國界的，并且是傳播中國文化最簡單也是最受歡迎的方式。一位熱愛生活和工作的女歌唱家，這是江老師留給我的第二個印象。

然而，對于雅二大孔院的全體師生以及認識江院長的人來說，詩人、學者、歌唱家這些頭銜都不足以形容她的美和她的好。江院長為人非常低調(diào)謙和，待人接物彬彬有禮，既沒有學識淵博之士的高冷，也沒有身居高位者的威嚴，在她面前，所有人都是平等的，都應該被以禮相待。但凡來了客人，不管國籍膚色、性別年齡、職業(yè)地位，她都會親自泡茶，熱情款待。她從來不麻煩別人任何事情，但是別人找她幫忙的時候，她總是竭盡所能幫到底。記得有一次，一位學員在來孔院上課的路上出車禍身亡，家里因為貧窮而無法操辦葬禮。江老師得知這個消息后，動員全體教師為該學員的家人募捐，而且她本人捐得最多。去年3月，她受邀去馬魯阿大學講中國文學，為期一周，住在漢語老師們的駐地ACAMAS。去年9月，喀麥隆第一位本土漢語教師張寶玲女士病危住院，江院長親自去醫(yī)院探望。得知張老師經(jīng)濟上有困難，她二話沒說，慷慨解囊，幫張老師交清了住院費，還為她發(fā)起了一場大范圍的募捐活動。可惜的是，張老師最終沒能戰(zhàn)勝病魔，撒手人寰。在張老師的葬禮上，江院長悲痛不己，不僅發(fā)表了感人至深的悼詞，還跪地磕頭以表敬意。

江院長的善舉非常多，即使用三天三夜的時間也敘述不完。因為她的正直、善良、慷慨、大方和熱誠，當?shù)厝硕甲鸱Q她為“媽媽”。當江院長病逝的消息傳來時，雅溫得、馬魯阿和杜阿拉三個城市各個教學點的負責人紛紛打電話來求證消息的準確性，當?shù)弥敖瓔寢尅痹僖膊粫貋砹耍麄兌际曂纯蓿瑐挠^，不愿意接受這個事實。江院長去世的第二天，我去雅溫得勒迪古狄小學上課的時候，校長跑過來緊緊抱著我，淚如泉涌，卻還安慰我： “Madame Jiang是一位純潔的天使，上帝不忍心看她在人間受苦，所以把她帶走了。她在天堂里會永生的。’

我們在12月9日那天給江院長舉辦了追思會，中國駐喀麥隆大使館代表，江院長生前的中喀方朋友，各合作教學點的負責人以及孔院師生都來了，每一個人都心情沉重，非常難過。大使館代表張主任在發(fā)言中高度贊揚了江院長的工作態(tài)度和奉獻精神;喀麥隆商業(yè)學院的院長哭著給她致悼詞;雅溫得第一大學的兩位哲學教授朗誦了他們和江院長合作撰寫的詩歌;曾經(jīng)租房子給孔院長達八年之久的房東帶著一家大小來和她道別;她生前的清潔阿姨在她的遺像前號啕痛哭，不肯離去……

和江院長雖相識于2017年，可是由于工作調(diào)動的緣故，我和她真正接觸的時間并不長，然而在短暫的相處過程中，她的善良也常常讓我感動不己。曾經(jīng)有一段時間，我脾氣暴躁，跟同事們相處得非常糟糕，嚴重影響了工作。江院長來教學點視察的時候，不顧旅途勞累，和我做了一次徹夜長談，從各個方面開導我、安慰我，并鼓勵我調(diào)整心態(tài)，開始新的生活。去年暑假期間，我去浙師大幫忙做培訓工作，江院長剛好帶夏令營團回國，當?shù)弥胰ソ鹑A的行程后，生怕我一個女孩子夜晚到達不安全，她堅持到火車站接我，并親自把我送到賓館。每每憶起過往的點點滴滴，我常常忍不住淚流滿面，心痛不己。也許，江院長在做這一切的時候，從來沒想過自己是一位院長，而只是把自己當做一位普通的老師，把我們當做她的學生看待。在我看來，江院長擁有一顆金子般的心，她身上匯聚了善良、真誠、熱情、助人為樂等所有美好而高貴的品質(zhì)，她就像一位降落到凡間的天使。

在與她為數(shù)不多的幾次交談當中，我得知，江院長對雅二大孔院和喀麥隆懷著一份真摯的熱愛，她一直在默默努力著，希望能夠把咱們的示范孔子學院大樓打造成中西非地區(qū)的本土漢語教師培訓基地。就在她去世的前一個月，她還和我們開會討論籌備非洲法語區(qū)本土漢語教師培訓會議的事情，還有尚未完成的本土漢語教師專刊。她曾經(jīng)感嘆道：“過去的兩年，我一直在摸索和學習如何管理孔院，好不容易開始上道了，任期卻結(jié)束了。如果有機會，我真的很希望繼續(xù)推動喀麥隆漢語教學本土化的進程，這是一份神圣而光榮的事業(yè)。”這句話我一直銘記于心。她回國去參加孔子學院大會的前一天晚上，我見了她最后一面，臨走的時候，她擁抱了我，我到現(xiàn)在還能感覺得到她的體溫，還有她那瘦弱而堅定的軀體傳遞給我的正能量。

親愛的江老師，此時此刻，我好想對您說，自從上個月和您說再見后，您離開喀麥隆已經(jīng)一個月了，我們一直以為這只是短暫的分別，所以，我們在雅二大孔院默默等候您的歸來。直到現(xiàn)在，我們也不能接受您不會回來的事實。不管怎么樣，我們?nèi)w教師一定會以您為榜樣，堅守崗位，認真工作，絕不辜負您對我們的期待。您放心吧，親愛的江媽媽，我們會好好的，我們也會接過您手中的接力棒，在漢語國際推廣這條道路上堅定不移地走下去。我們一定會完成您的夙愿的。請放心吧，我們最尊敬的院長，最親愛的媽媽。愿您在天之靈安息，也希望您常回家看看。

謹以此文獻給己故的雅二大孔院院長江玉嬌教授，一位降落凡間的天使，善良而偉大的媽媽。

December 3th， 2018 is a tearfuland grievous day， because onthis day， we lost a great director， andstudents of the Confucius Instituteat the University of Yaounde II lost agood teacher and “mother”. DirectorJiang Yujiao passed away onemonth ago， and her kindness is stillremembered. I had imagined that itwas just a dream， and Director Jiangwould come back when I woke up.However， the reality has always beencruel. When realizing that the factis irreversible， I could do nothingbut dry my tears， pick up my penand write down my impression ofDirector Jiang， in memory of theangel who came down to the Earth.

At the beginning of 2017，Professor Jiang Yujiao came toYaounde and assumed office asDirector of the Confucius Institute atthe University of Yaounde II. Beforemeeting Director Jiang， the image offemale professors in my mind wasgenerally like this： simple dress，plain looking， being quiet and kind.It was not until I met Director Jiangin the meeting that day did I findher an elegant poet with delicatemakeup， graceful words and vibranttemperament. Her cadencedvoice was filled with poetic charm，while her brilliant smile wasbrimming with girlish vitality. Istill remember that， after the briefself-introduction， Director Jiangshared with us an interesting story.On a morning when she got up，mangoes outside the window fell allover the ground because of the rainlast night. She happened to hear aCameroonian student reciting thepoem A Spring Morning in Chinese，and bantered with him， saying，“Itshouldn't be 'how many are thefallen flowers'， but 'how many arethe mangoes'！” The student wasconfused and argued that DirectorJiang was wrong， for he learned theverse from his teacher. To removehis confusion， Director Jiangtalked with him about the beautyof Chinese poems and the richperformance of Chinese language.The student was fascinated andappreciated Director Jiang. And thatwas the first impression DirectorJiang left on me： a benign poet andscholar.

There was a time when Itook courses at the adult trainingclass of the Confucius Institute atthe University of Yaounde II， andevery morning when I arrived atthe classroom， I could enjoy thebeautiful soprano singing classicssuch as“Beautiful Grassland IsMy Home”， “China My Love” and“Ode to Yangtze River”. I oncethought that it was a teacher playingChinese music for teaching Chineselanguage， but I found out laterthat it was Director Jiang who waspracticing singing. Director Jiangnot only loved singing but alsosang very well， for she had receivedprofessional vocal training. Topromote Chinese culture andattract more Cameroonians to learnChinese， Director Jiang often sangin various cultural activities held bythe Confucius Institute， and she gavesignificant support to the brandedactivity of the Confucius Institute atthe University of Yaounde II-“Voiceof Cameroon” Singing Contest ofChinese Songs. In 2017， to celebratethe CPC Founding Day， the ChineseEmbassy in Cameroon held aRed Song competition， in whichDirector Jiang led the faculty of theConfucius Institute to participateand won the second place. Sheoften encouraged teachers to teachChinese songs in class， for there isno boundary for music and it is theeasiest and most popular way topromote Chinese culture. And thatwas the second impression DirectorJiang left on me： a singer loving herlife and work.

However， for the faculty andstudents of the Confucius Instituteat the University of Yaounde II andthose who acquainted with DirectorJiang， titles like poet， scholar andsinger are far from describing herbeauty and kindness. Director Jiangwas modest and courteous withoutbeing arrogant as a knowledgeablescholar or being commanding asan authority. She believed thateveryone is equal and should betreated with courtesy. When therewas a guest， she always madetea by herself and showed thewarmest reception regardless ofhis nationality， race， gender， age，occupation or social status. Shenever bothered others but wouldspare no effort to help when othersturned to her. I rememberedthere was a student died in a caraccident on his way to the ConfuciusInstitute， whose family was too poorto prepare a funeral. Director Jiang carried on a fund-raising and contributed the most among the faculties.Last March， Director Jiang was invited to lecture onChinese literature at the University of Maroua for oneweek， and she lived in ACAMAS， a place arranged forChinese language teachers. Last September， Ms. ZangPauline， the first local Chinese teacher in Cameroonwas in hospital due to critical illness. Director Jiangvisited her and helped to pay all the hospital billswithout hesitation after recognizing Ms. Zang wascash-strapped， and organized a wide range fund-raising for her. Unfortunately， Ms. Zang failed toovercome the disease and passed away. At Ms. Zang'sfuneral， bearing the greatest grief， Director Jiang notonly delivered a moving eulogy， but also knelt andkowtowed to pay her respect.

The good will acts from Director Jiang are toomany to be narrated even if I am given three days andnights to do so. Her integrity， goodness， generosityand cordiality make locals respectfully address heras \"mother\". When there came the news of DirectorJiang's death， principals of all teaching sites inYaounde， Maroua and Douala telephoned one afteranother to confirm the news. Recognizing that MotherJiang would never come back， they all burst into tearsand were unwilling to accept the fact. On the secondday， when I was giving a class at the Les DegourdisElementary School of Yaounde， the principle rushedto give me a tight hug. Though tears pouring down hisface， he comforted me， \"Madame Jiang is a pure angel.The God can't stand to watch her suffer in the world， sotaking her away. She will be immortal in heaven.\"

On December 9th， we held a memorial service forDirector Jiang， and the representative of the ChineseEmbassy in Cameroon， Director Jiang's friendsfrom both China and Cameroon， directors of everycooperative teaching sites and students and faculty ofthe Confucius Institute were all present with sadnessand stern faces. In the memorial service， DirectorZhang， the representative of the Embassy， spoke highlyof Director Jiang's working attitude and devoting spirit;the dean of the business school in Cameroon delivereda eulogy with tears; and two philosophy professorsof the University of Yaounde I recited a poem which wasco-written by Director Jiang and them. Together with thefamily， the landlord who has rent houses to the ConfuciusInstitute for eight years bit her farewell， and her cleaninglady wailed in front of her portrait， refusing to leave_

Though I acquainted with Director Jiang in 2017， Ibarely got in touch with her because of job transfers. Buteven in my brief time with Director Jiang， her goodnesscould always touch me. There was a time when I had abad temper and did not get along well with my colleagues，which severely influenced my work. When Director Jiangcame to inspect teaching spots， she talked with me all nightlong regardless of her fatigue of the journey， enlighteningme from every aspect， comfortingme and encouraging me to makeadjustments and start a new life.In last summer vacation， I went toZhejiang Normal University to helptraining， and Director Jiang happenedto lead the summer camp back toChina. After knowing my journey toJinhua， she insisted on picking meup in the train station， and then sentme to the hotel where I would stay，for the fear that it would be unsafe fora girl to arrive alone at night. Everytime I recall these memories， I weptuncontrollably. Maybe when doing allthose things， Director Jiang had neverregarded herself as a director but anordinary teacher， treating us as herstudents. As for me， Director Jiang，the one who possessed a heart of gold，was like an angel who came down tothe Earth embedded with all the goodand noble qualities such as goodness，sincerity， enthusiasm and helpfulness.

With a few conversations withDirector Jiang， I learned that shehad great passion for the ConfuciusInstitute at the University of YaoundeII and Cameroon. She had beenmaking efforts silently with the hopethat our model Confucius Institutebuilding can be built into a localChinese teacher training base in thewest- central Africa. Just a monthbefore her passing away， DirectorJiang was still having meetings withus discussing the preparation for theChinese language teacher trainingsession in Francophone Africa and thehalf-finished local Chinese languageteacher journal. She once said， \"I'vebeen exploring and learning how tomanage the Confucius Institute forthe past two years. It is a pity that myterm of office comes to an end whenmy career is finally on track. If givenan opportunity， I sincerely hope thatI can help to continue promotingthe localization of Chinese languageteaching in Cameroon， for it is such asacred and glorious course.\" I neverforget her words. I met her for the lasttime the night right before she wentback to China to participate in theConfucius Institute Conference. Shehugged me before leaving， and I cannow still feel her temperature and thepositive energy she passed to me fromher emaciated but determined body.

Dear Ms. Jiang， at this moment，I really want to tell you that since thefarewell with you last month， youhave been away from Cameroon fora month. And we always believe thatit is just a short goodbye， and we arehere， at the Confucius Institute at theUniversity of Yaounde II waiting foryou. Until now， no one is willing toaccept the fact that you would nevercome back. Anyhow， we faculty willde finitely follow your example， stickto our posts， devote to our jobs andlive up to your expectations. Pleaseset your heart at rest， dear MotherJiang， and we will all be fine. We willtake your baton and insist on theinternational promotion of Chineselanguage to fulfill your dreams.Dearest director and mother， mayyour soul rest in peace and hopethat you can come back home often.

This article is dedicated toProfessor Jiang Yujiao， Directorof the Confucius Institute at theUniversity of Yaounde II， an angelwho came down to the Earth anda mother who is kind-hearted andgreat.J