Here's a little something I tossed out about one month into living in Japan. And like everything I write, it's all true. And to save time, the term gaijin means foreigner/outsider.
This little gaijin went to market...
and bought something that looked like a milk container
but it sure didn't look or taste like milk.
And this little gaijin stayed home...
because she didn't really like the Japanese folks
pointing and calling her a gaijin.
This little gaijin had roast beef...
and got food poisoning
because it wasn't really cow meat.
And this little gaijin had none...
because he didn't know how to shop
but that's a moot point because he couldn't cook either.
And this little gaijin went wee-wee-wee all the way home
because he refused to use
a Japanese toilet at work.
Somewhere four out of five gaijin in this story were me.
Andrew Joseph
Today's title is by The Beatles - listen to them SQUEAL
I love the harpsichord - but the best part is McCartney's bass playing - it sounds like a grunting piggy!
PS: Personally, I didn't care if the Japanese would stare, point or call out the word "gaijin". In many instances, we were the first foreigners they may have seen up close and personal that wasn't on television or in the movies. Their actions were not malicious. As a visible minority growing up in Canada, I know the difference between shock and awe and bigotry. I never came across any bigots while in Japan. However, I'm sure they exist here - just like in every country or culture.
