i made associate professor in the spring and was formally promoted in september. people around the community did not exactly expect me to kill a pig, but several people reminded me that i should share my good fortune and happiness with my neighbors, to bring happiness back home. although i had assisted at pig killings in the past, it was my first time to be the principal and thus the person to wield the first knife at such an event. initially, i had been reluctant to slaughter the pig: wouldn’t it be cruel if my technique was insufficient to dispatch the pig rapidly? my kapot insisted, however, that not to stick the pig personally would invalidate the event. it was my rite of passage, and i had to shed the blood


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