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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Nablopomo: Day 28
By Julie

Lately Ana's two favorite activities have been playing with an educational math game that a well-meaning person got for Alex (he's never shown any interest in it) and cutting and gluing paper. Tonight, as I cut pictures of tomatoes, avocados, and cans of chili out of a grocery store ad for her, I idly wondered whether there was a more boring job than the poor graphic designer who had to find the right clip art for each week's specials, unless it's the poor photographer that had to make the clip art in the first place.

As Kevin got ready to take Daisy out for an evening walk, I reminded him to take a golf club.

Kevin: I think I should take a Mag Lite instead.

Me: Why?

K: Last night this woman crossed the street when she saw me coming with the golf club in one hand and the dog in the other. I look TOO well armed.

Me: Well, that's not a bad thing. Forearmed is forewarned... or something like that.

Alex told Kevin that he wanted to be able to take fried rice for lunch like his friend Leo, so we bought him an insulated lunch bag and some plastic containers to make it happen. I can't believe it wasn't that long ago when fried rice would have been the last thing I wanted to take for lunch because all the other kids would have pointed and said, "Eew, what's THAT???" It's not weird to be Chinese anymore, not at Alex's school anyway.

Update: Alex's friend Leo isn't Chinese. Fascinating.

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1 Comments:
  • At 4:52 AM, Blogger Rita said…

    > It's not weird to be Chinese anymore, not at Alex's school anyway.

    I've been speculating whether the difference isn't being Chinese vs. Chinese American (i.e. having no language barrier). I have very rosy memories of my own childhood and loved calling attention to anything different/special about being Chinese, which turns out to be so different from the experiences of my friends who weren't born here (even though I saw us all as Chinese Americans). I wonder how it is for FOBs today...

    (Ouch, that sounds like such a dated term. Does anyone still say that--no barbs intended but the sociocultural context implied? I'm going to ask around.)

     

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