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KID ETHNIC IS WRITTEN BY:
saleem
who is currently moving around East Asia.
kidethnic@gmail.com
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A collaborative site to help folks (and each other) find Japanese stuff.
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I wrote and recorded this for you. Because you <em>need</em> a song about alpacas, don’t you?
Twitter
I twitter infrequently. But hope we can stay friends.
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Because I love you so much.
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A weekly column about Japan that I wrote for Glimpse.org.
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Music+Whiteboard Markers+Friends=Good ways to spend weekends
Hypotheses: While working with students, I experience an average of three strange occurences per hour.
From a sample hour yesterday:
0:02 – Walk into class with my Japanese teaching partner and our lesson plan. Attempt to start class. Am told by a student that the class will be starting 5 minutes late, if that’s okay. Because a song must be sung.
Unsure if I am to sing or be sung to. Look to my Japanese teaching partner to try to understand what’s going on. She shakes her head in shame and amusement, and nods that I can okay the performance.
I nod.
The entire class room arranges themselves in three rows at three different heights on chairs and tables in the back of the room.
They then sing, in three-part harmony, a song whose only English words are “Best Friend”.
I clap. Class begins.
0:52 – While leaving class with my teaching partner, two students approach me and tell me that I have “good hair”.
I thank them.
“Permanent?” they ask, pointing to the weird curls my hair gets on rainy days. I look at them confused.
“A perm,” says my teaching partner. “They want to know if you got a perm.”
I consider explaining that, at least in the States, dudes don’t really get perms, but decide it’s too much work.
“No,” I say. “All natural.”
0:58 – Two students laugh and yell things at me in Japanese.
My teaching partner tries to get them to not say what she thinks they are going to say to me.
I gather that they are discussing my rear end.
“Very small,” says one. “Nice style,” says the other. They run away.
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