This is an excerpt from a person's experiences while teaching in Japan.
You know, before we come to Japan, they tell us a lot of ultimately useless stuff. What kind of computer to bring, if our DVD's will work, clothing sizes, that kind of nonsense. Nowhere, and I mean nowhere, in the 3-4 months of orientations did anyone ever mention that at some point, a Japanese kid may try to stick their fingers up our butt. That's something I would have liked to know, personally.
On the days I'm avoiding them asking me that, I'm avoiding them actually trying to grab it. I shit you not, I have to play Dodgedick with Japanese Jr. High kids on a weekly basis. Boys and girls! Age, gender, doesn't matter, they all want a stab at it. The boys are actually more persistant though. I had one boy grab for it, and when I said "No!" he put his hands together and, in English, said "Please!" Oh hell no. I was sitting next to a 12-year old boy who kept grabbing at it, and when I told him "No!" he asked "Why not?" I wondered if there weren't some cultural bounds I wasn't understsanding, so I said clearly "age 10 years and become female since birth, then we'll talk." His solution was to ask the girl sitting next to him to trade seats, grab my dick, and tell him about it.
That is so NOT what I meant.
This is gold
The other stories are quite hilarious as well. Good find.
Oh, and your poet Eliot had it all wrong:
THIS is the way the world ends. Cortana
April is particularly dangerous, because that's when the ichinensei enter jr. high school straight from elementary school. New school, new asses, it's like unlocking hidden levels in Ass Raider or something.
Never read that guy before.
I sure hope my laughing didnt wake up anyone in the apartments next to me (hell, im on vacation, im allowed to sit and surf the web at 5.30 AM ).
"Terrorism is the war of the poor, and war is the terrorism of the rich"
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