When I hear that word I always think of Mulan and the affection I held for that movie. Although the Oriental culture is interesting, that one movie made me love their history and life. All because of a sound.
Samantha
it makes me think about my obsession with Japanese culture and language. i have a gong in my room, not a big one, but it makes a lovely sound. ive been interested in japan since i was about 9 and i first starting learning the language.
Algania
I watched the gong show as a child. i always wanted to hit that sucka sucka myself. I also wished that I could be on the show, but what talent would I do? i can’t pull my legs behind my head or do any magic tricks. i could sing? i don’t know.
Maddy
They always remind me of cheesy films. There’s usually someone in something red and glittery with huge shoulder pads and then suddenly someone bangs a gong and the evil villain appears with a goatee and scary eyebrows…
Sophie
As soon as the gong sounded, the children rushed towards the playground, their feet tripping merrily on the paved tiles. The classrooms emptied in a trice as the usual lunchtime clamour began.
pri
sounds like bong i like to thisnk of dong a friend of mine who was never wrong especially when he smoked his bong in a thong while playing ping pong and singing a song with a throng who was this wong he was a friend of mine who i knew in peru with a kangaroo named drew and he certainly was a shrewd shrew with a kangaroo if we had pants we probably would have to be in france with one of my aunts who cames from cannes
drew
i’m okay. i’m okay. i’m okay. i’m okay. i’m okay. I AM OKAY. if i keep saying it enough times it will come true, and the gong won’t sound the end of my life.
To be real
The sound shimmered, vibrated and coursed through the air.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
I let the sound pull me towards the sweet smell of incense and the conspiratorial whispering of long orange robes.
K.A.T.E
I’ll never forget the day I got my chance. The big show. I was finally here! The little red light in the back of the room lit up and I remember being told that was my queue. The curtain raised and I saw the bright lights; behind them, the audience. I pulled out my fiddle and began playing my tune. Then I heard the gong and I was hooked off stage. :(
Manata
I remember the sight of the seven-foot gong in the Japanese Buddhist temple we visited last January. It was gleaming lightly in the cool room’s penumbra, inviting repose and meditation by its mere presence, its silence even more evocative than its sound.
Taddy
Gong gong – the sound of Music, when we hear the morning coming:-)
D Andreasen
The gong rang sharply, quickly, and startled the room. He didn’t know what to do next. What did it mean?
He left the room and walked down the hall with the others. They knew where they were going; he could tell by the quick, purposeful way they walked — he just let himself be swept along.
He wasn’t sure how he’d gotten there. He wasn’t sure of anything, anymore, and it made him sick to his stomach.
chica
Bang goes the gong and I sing a song
andythrobber
the sound like in mulan. its sort of like a drum but cooler – i think? ive never actually seen one in real life before. its sort of huge and you get to hit it and it makes cool echoing noise – maybe? gong gong gong its cool to say it! ggggg i love ggggg’s theyre so much fun! and ammusing too!
Naomi Pfeiffer
gong? this is a curious word. i’ve never heard the sound of a gong before. they use gongs in china to sound weddings, death, parties.
anonymous
When the gong is struck and loud fulfilling sound emanates out of it spearing through every ear in the square. This was it! 1:00. But wait… it hasn’t yet been hit? Tension arised in the air with a simple thought in the form of a question that everyone was thinking. What has gone wrong?
cecilia
Gong is often in the term “gong-show”, which is a highly overused piece of slang. A gong-show generally means a party or event that is wild to the extent that it has gotten out of hand and is more intense than expected.
colin
Er war laut, er war betrüblich und dennoch erhellend und dabei wusste keiner, woher er kam und was er wollte.
Er kam einfach, brach durch den Tag und endete irgendwo in der Landschaft, wo ein verschrecktes Reh unsicher den Kopf wegen dieses Geräusches hob.
Galinor
Hahaha. Gong Li is a popular Chinese actress. The dinner gong! Where would we be without it? GOING, GOING, GONG!! (Oh wait..)
Jn
What continually puzzles me about this website is the fact that the word which we are supposed to write about only changes every few weeks. If it was one word a day, this would be less puzzling to me. Sometimes I attempt to write different stories regarding the word, but because I dislike the word ‘gong’ to begin with, I wrote this in protest. I’m also very stubborn and argumentative by nature.
Molly M
gong is not a REAL word. it’s a silly word children play with. little boys pretend to be warriors, shouting, “GOOOONG!” when the time is right.
moe
There was always a tolling sound in my head. I giant gong ringing forward as if to push me further down whatever path. Unfortunately, it was rattling my brain at the same time. All that wasted effort. my parents, gong. Gone. It was all the same, really. The equivalent of a type-o.
Kat
I have never owned a gong. Oops. I’m confusing this word with bong. But I have never owned either. As kids we would often say, “(something) is a such a gong show.”
Joey Joe Joe
gongalong a gong. hit it bash it, fire it up, come along and take a hit on the gong.rhymes withg ping pong. so long…
si
Again, that feeling, which resonates in my head with long vibrations, like a distant gong. I don’t know where it came from or why it lingers so, but I am getting tired of it, of being trapped by it.
Taddy
bang bang goes the gong and who is the one with the donger? I’ve heard it said that those who bang their own drum like blowing their own trumpet face the possibility of showing to the world their inadequacies
ChevalNoire
It was a clang, and I wasn’t sure how or when it got there, since I don’t recall ever owning such a thing at all. And a monk of some religion I have not yet accounted with begins to clang at it for all he’s worth, and I am sure
Krissa
The gong rang and the kids all fell silent. The time for instruction had come. Play time was over. When the gong rings again, it will be play time again.
Tiger
gong. a fucking japanese brass thing that goes GONG. what more is there to say? those wacky japs are always coming up with crazy shit, does this surprise anyone that theyd come up with something like this? really. How about an alarm clock? maybe just someone going “START!” or whatever. No. Gotta be elaborate. thats whats wrong with the world. Shits just rediculous.
enz0
gong. a fucking japanese brass thing that goes GONG. what more is there to say? those wacky japs are always coming up with crazy shit, does this surprise anyone that theyd come up with something like this? really. How about an alarm clock? maybe just someone going “START!” or whatever. No. Gotta be elaborate. thats whats wrong with the world. Shits just rediculous.
enz0
Is the word onomatopoeic, I wonder? Gooonnngg… Sounds like it.
Damn, I would’ve written some story about a Buddhist monk on a mountaintop sounding a gong to call everyone to prayer, but it looks like I’m out of time.
vish
As he was handed his gong a sense of pride welled up inside him. Who would have ever thought that a musical about killer dwarf’s would have earned him recognition from the academy. This was the happiest day of his life.
Mark
asian dude banging on random shitty metal at a buddhist monk temple is an oriental location. that is what most people would think about when associating anythin with a gong, it reflects wider society and the racial stereotypes we associate with inanimate objects
Will
The brass gong was beaten twice with such grace and grandeur. All the people seating in the room rose as the King and the Queen of the day made their ways to the dais. Both of them were wearing baju songket, a traditional attire interwoven with intricate gold embroidery and sun-kissed beading. It was a magnificent day.
leen
Why do we jump at the sound of a gong? The reverberations of its Eastern surface thrill our skin, make us want to bow, fall prostrate to an invisible potentate, the One who massacres the innocent, only to establish later excellent roads and an enduring code of laws, a brutal order that allows our uninterrupted sleep.
Brian Slusher
Shhe heard the gong and knew she had arrived at the monastery she had been searching for all year. Situated high in teh mountains far away from all she knew.
jean tuomey
He lifted the mallet and slammed it against the reverberating gong. He sat on a chaise his shoulders were away from the therapist and he tinkered with the mini gong. He distracted himself from the situation- as he usually did. His therapist would blame his avoidant personality. He believed he was merely brought up to be a private individual. He began to lay back and suddenly her phantom scent overcame him and he was not in the room with a therapist, but the lover that slipped away from his grasp. A beautiful mirage of what could have been and what will never be.
K.T.C.
it seems to ring the same way that old bell rang except this time it’s real. it doesn’t blare but it has a deep intonation that seems to stir the water the same calm that seems to bring the tears to your eyes as the soul is stirred. a
gong, an antique of the east that leaves you with rain greyed blurs that spell
kuri
it was like a gong in my head that told me it was over. i don’t know when it had ended, but it had. i couldn’t bear to be here any longer, anyways. there it goes again. the reminder. a gong. over and over, trying to remember. but i cannot, because it went away. everything did. the light, it’s all grey now.
addie
wtf i don’t even speak english, i don’t know what it means gong… but it sounds like a dirty word
When I hear that word I always think of Mulan and the affection I held for that movie. Although the Oriental culture is interesting, that one movie made me love their history and life. All because of a sound.
it makes me think about my obsession with Japanese culture and language. i have a gong in my room, not a big one, but it makes a lovely sound. ive been interested in japan since i was about 9 and i first starting learning the language.
I watched the gong show as a child. i always wanted to hit that sucka sucka myself. I also wished that I could be on the show, but what talent would I do? i can’t pull my legs behind my head or do any magic tricks. i could sing? i don’t know.
They always remind me of cheesy films. There’s usually someone in something red and glittery with huge shoulder pads and then suddenly someone bangs a gong and the evil villain appears with a goatee and scary eyebrows…
As soon as the gong sounded, the children rushed towards the playground, their feet tripping merrily on the paved tiles. The classrooms emptied in a trice as the usual lunchtime clamour began.
sounds like bong i like to thisnk of dong a friend of mine who was never wrong especially when he smoked his bong in a thong while playing ping pong and singing a song with a throng who was this wong he was a friend of mine who i knew in peru with a kangaroo named drew and he certainly was a shrewd shrew with a kangaroo if we had pants we probably would have to be in france with one of my aunts who cames from cannes
i’m okay. i’m okay. i’m okay. i’m okay. i’m okay. I AM OKAY. if i keep saying it enough times it will come true, and the gong won’t sound the end of my life.
The sound shimmered, vibrated and coursed through the air.
Once.
Twice.
Three times.
I let the sound pull me towards the sweet smell of incense and the conspiratorial whispering of long orange robes.
I’ll never forget the day I got my chance. The big show. I was finally here! The little red light in the back of the room lit up and I remember being told that was my queue. The curtain raised and I saw the bright lights; behind them, the audience. I pulled out my fiddle and began playing my tune. Then I heard the gong and I was hooked off stage. :(
I remember the sight of the seven-foot gong in the Japanese Buddhist temple we visited last January. It was gleaming lightly in the cool room’s penumbra, inviting repose and meditation by its mere presence, its silence even more evocative than its sound.
Gong gong – the sound of Music, when we hear the morning coming:-)
The gong rang sharply, quickly, and startled the room. He didn’t know what to do next. What did it mean?
He left the room and walked down the hall with the others. They knew where they were going; he could tell by the quick, purposeful way they walked — he just let himself be swept along.
He wasn’t sure how he’d gotten there. He wasn’t sure of anything, anymore, and it made him sick to his stomach.
Bang goes the gong and I sing a song
the sound like in mulan. its sort of like a drum but cooler – i think? ive never actually seen one in real life before. its sort of huge and you get to hit it and it makes cool echoing noise – maybe? gong gong gong its cool to say it! ggggg i love ggggg’s theyre so much fun! and ammusing too!
gong? this is a curious word. i’ve never heard the sound of a gong before. they use gongs in china to sound weddings, death, parties.
When the gong is struck and loud fulfilling sound emanates out of it spearing through every ear in the square. This was it! 1:00. But wait… it hasn’t yet been hit? Tension arised in the air with a simple thought in the form of a question that everyone was thinking. What has gone wrong?
Gong is often in the term “gong-show”, which is a highly overused piece of slang. A gong-show generally means a party or event that is wild to the extent that it has gotten out of hand and is more intense than expected.
Er war laut, er war betrüblich und dennoch erhellend und dabei wusste keiner, woher er kam und was er wollte.
Er kam einfach, brach durch den Tag und endete irgendwo in der Landschaft, wo ein verschrecktes Reh unsicher den Kopf wegen dieses Geräusches hob.
Hahaha. Gong Li is a popular Chinese actress. The dinner gong! Where would we be without it? GOING, GOING, GONG!! (Oh wait..)
What continually puzzles me about this website is the fact that the word which we are supposed to write about only changes every few weeks. If it was one word a day, this would be less puzzling to me. Sometimes I attempt to write different stories regarding the word, but because I dislike the word ‘gong’ to begin with, I wrote this in protest. I’m also very stubborn and argumentative by nature.
gong is not a REAL word. it’s a silly word children play with. little boys pretend to be warriors, shouting, “GOOOONG!” when the time is right.
There was always a tolling sound in my head. I giant gong ringing forward as if to push me further down whatever path. Unfortunately, it was rattling my brain at the same time. All that wasted effort. my parents, gong. Gone. It was all the same, really. The equivalent of a type-o.
I have never owned a gong. Oops. I’m confusing this word with bong. But I have never owned either. As kids we would often say, “(something) is a such a gong show.”
gongalong a gong. hit it bash it, fire it up, come along and take a hit on the gong.rhymes withg ping pong. so long…
Again, that feeling, which resonates in my head with long vibrations, like a distant gong. I don’t know where it came from or why it lingers so, but I am getting tired of it, of being trapped by it.
bang bang goes the gong and who is the one with the donger? I’ve heard it said that those who bang their own drum like blowing their own trumpet face the possibility of showing to the world their inadequacies
It was a clang, and I wasn’t sure how or when it got there, since I don’t recall ever owning such a thing at all. And a monk of some religion I have not yet accounted with begins to clang at it for all he’s worth, and I am sure
The gong rang and the kids all fell silent. The time for instruction had come. Play time was over. When the gong rings again, it will be play time again.
gong. a fucking japanese brass thing that goes GONG. what more is there to say? those wacky japs are always coming up with crazy shit, does this surprise anyone that theyd come up with something like this? really. How about an alarm clock? maybe just someone going “START!” or whatever. No. Gotta be elaborate. thats whats wrong with the world. Shits just rediculous.
gong. a fucking japanese brass thing that goes GONG. what more is there to say? those wacky japs are always coming up with crazy shit, does this surprise anyone that theyd come up with something like this? really. How about an alarm clock? maybe just someone going “START!” or whatever. No. Gotta be elaborate. thats whats wrong with the world. Shits just rediculous.
Is the word onomatopoeic, I wonder? Gooonnngg… Sounds like it.
Damn, I would’ve written some story about a Buddhist monk on a mountaintop sounding a gong to call everyone to prayer, but it looks like I’m out of time.
As he was handed his gong a sense of pride welled up inside him. Who would have ever thought that a musical about killer dwarf’s would have earned him recognition from the academy. This was the happiest day of his life.
asian dude banging on random shitty metal at a buddhist monk temple is an oriental location. that is what most people would think about when associating anythin with a gong, it reflects wider society and the racial stereotypes we associate with inanimate objects
The brass gong was beaten twice with such grace and grandeur. All the people seating in the room rose as the King and the Queen of the day made their ways to the dais. Both of them were wearing baju songket, a traditional attire interwoven with intricate gold embroidery and sun-kissed beading. It was a magnificent day.
Why do we jump at the sound of a gong? The reverberations of its Eastern surface thrill our skin, make us want to bow, fall prostrate to an invisible potentate, the One who massacres the innocent, only to establish later excellent roads and an enduring code of laws, a brutal order that allows our uninterrupted sleep.
Shhe heard the gong and knew she had arrived at the monastery she had been searching for all year. Situated high in teh mountains far away from all she knew.
He lifted the mallet and slammed it against the reverberating gong. He sat on a chaise his shoulders were away from the therapist and he tinkered with the mini gong. He distracted himself from the situation- as he usually did. His therapist would blame his avoidant personality. He believed he was merely brought up to be a private individual. He began to lay back and suddenly her phantom scent overcame him and he was not in the room with a therapist, but the lover that slipped away from his grasp. A beautiful mirage of what could have been and what will never be.
it seems to ring the same way that old bell rang except this time it’s real. it doesn’t blare but it has a deep intonation that seems to stir the water the same calm that seems to bring the tears to your eyes as the soul is stirred. a
gong, an antique of the east that leaves you with rain greyed blurs that spell
it was like a gong in my head that told me it was over. i don’t know when it had ended, but it had. i couldn’t bear to be here any longer, anyways. there it goes again. the reminder. a gong. over and over, trying to remember. but i cannot, because it went away. everything did. the light, it’s all grey now.
wtf i don’t even speak english, i don’t know what it means gong… but it sounds like a dirty word