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Kid Ethnic: 103 Days At Sea: It Was Like a Cuteworld Abby Road

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It Was Like a Cuteworld Abby Road · 24 August 04

Abby Road

Witnessed from the bicycle on a recent Sunday afternoon:

Every fifteen seconds or so, the tall lady in blue would blow a rhythm on a little referee’s whistle. This action caused the pink-suited children to shout phrases in unison.

I did not know why.

I asked around, and was told that a festival day was being observed by local children.

When little aspects of life here in Cuteworld confuse me, I often relax my mind by imagining parallel scenarios for a fictional opposite of myself.

(I know this is getting weird, but stay with me).

This Imaginary Anti-Saleem would have recently begun full-time employment in America but would have arrived in the U.S. stupidly ignorant of local language or customs.

(It’s hard to imagine someone arriving in America as ignorantly as I arrived in Japan. Please indulge my wacky fantasy world for a few sentences more.)

Imaginary Anti-Saleem might have experienced a situation like this on a Sunday afternoon:

IMAGINARY ANTI-SALEEM: Um, holy crap guys, what the hell’s going on here?

SOME LOCAL AMERICAN DUDE: Uh, what do you mean.

IAS: There are frighteningly gigantic fuzzy bunnies distributing rations to children in the mall food court.

SLAD: Um, Imaginary Anti-Saleem, dude, relax. It’s called Easter.

IAS: Okay, sure. ‘Eeee-stur’. Giant rabbits and increased church attendance. Cool, yo. I can roll with that.

Somehow, thinking thinking about Imaginary Anti-Saleem makes me feel better about my silly lack of common sense here.

(See? It all ended rationally, right? See how thinking of Imaginary Anti-Saleem makes the real me seem like I’m not in that abnormal a situation? A little bit? Maybe?)

COMING NEXT POST: A return to coherence. I promise.

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