ALSO BY KID ETHNIC:
100JapaneseThings.com
A collaboration to help folks (and each other) find Japanese stuff:
We post links to/info on fun Japanese things, and little explanations of the Japanese involved.
The Alpaca Song
I wrote and recorded this for you. Because you need a song about alpacas, don’t you?
The Annual Kid Ethnic Valentine
Because I love you so much.
KID ETHNIC IS WRITTEN BY:
saleem
who updates from Japan and sometimes India.
FROM THE START:
The Quarter-Japanese Kid hits up the homeland
Tokyo Silence
I'm Oriented
Tilting Towards Kumamoto
Fish Heads and Public Nudity
Halfie the Half-blood falls off his bike
And furthermore: Halfie the Half-blood Breaks a Chair
I Don't Know if I Like Pippi Longstalkings
Tanboy Eats Fish Eyeball
Japanese Communists are Cuddly
Test Your Halfblood Knowledge!
I Scare Small Children
It Was Like a Cuteworld Abby Road
Today's Post Contains Bees. And Profanity.
Typhoons Will Not Stop Me
The Sun Also Sets
Quick Note: Saleem is Not Dead
CORRECTION: Typhoons Scare Me. Lots.
Watch the Tan Kid Blush
Call for Entries: Name My Kids
The Youth Are Quick and True
Open Letter: To the Breaker at City Hall
Halfie Gets a Verbal Sucker Punch
The Kumamoto Drunken Horse Fest
Japanese Houses Hate Halfie's Head
How to Start Your Japanese Rock Band
Halfie's Personal Dignity on Decline
Japanese Sports Day: I Train Young Warriors
Theory: Three Strange Occurences Per Hour
How to Win an iPod While Dressed as a Typhoon
Winnie the (drunken) Pooh
The Earth Quakes
Collecting Japanese Salmon Sperm
Illiterate at 26
Japan's Children Ignore Homeboy's Toothless Face
Japanese Genius Boy Answers Your Question
Our Students Have Respect . For Nelly.
The Young Boxers
Dear 27% of America (Kid Ethnic Registers)
Please Do Not Attempt to Step to My Japanese Rock Band
In Japan, Superman had been popular. Ultraman has his own Ultraman Land theme park not far from where I live. Spiderman? Generally regarded as pretty cool.
But Batman, explained our local friend, was not so big here.
“He cannot shoot beams from his eyes,” she said. “He cannot fly.”
True.
“We say he is shoboi,” she said.
It was a word I didn’t know. She tried to explain.
“It is like when you see a picture of a big hamburger,” she said. “But then they bring you a small hamburger. We say that hamburger is shoboi.”
Ouch.
INDIAN BONUS:
Do you love cultural mash-up superheroes? Yes? Perhaps you would enjoy some youtubed Shaktiman? He, like you, is an enemy of all things shoboi.
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Hey Fairly Indian Kid! How’d you get that smile?
What’s that? A wholesome whole-wheat breakfast of buttery goodness? Home-made hot-cereal treat of Bollywood stars? [1] Sort of like oatmeal but way better/buttery-er?
Got a recipe? Great, here we go:
—RUB—
There are two major steps to the rubbing process. Preparation of the base (butter, wheat, and almonds) and the final prep of the rub. If you don’t have almonds, no worries, just make it without.Pre-Prepared Base
1 stick butter
3 cups whole wheat flower
crushed almonds as desired (abt 40)Cook butter and wheat in sauce pan or skillet over medium heat while constantly folding the mixture over until it begins to stick to the bottom of the pan (abt 10 minutes). Remove mixture from heat and let cool to just above room temp. After cooling, add crushed almonds to finish it off. The finished base should look like a ground powder and can be stored in the fridge or freezer until whenever.
Rub
1/2 cup base
1 cup milk
-sugar as desiredCook base and milk in pot at medium heat until mixture begins to thicken. Add sugar as desired.
Recipe courtesy of my dad and brother. Photo of said brother courtesy of a toy camera, a Peruvian hat, and a way too small rocking chair.
1 Um, not sure about the Bollywood star bit.
BONUS:
Here’s how the above peppy kid looks before he gets his breakfast. Note the lack of sunshine-y energy:
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And, yes, the sign reads:
I want to be fuddled with it in
a person with you and men
proceed to a battlefield again
tomorrow this evening
…and I ask: What do we do after recognizing the existence of 4 lines such as that? Can we go on? Do we quit writing, out of respect for such glory? Out of fear? Out of mind?
I haven’t felt this way since the days of The Bee-killing Manchild.
Note: Photo sent to me by my local friend eatABug, aka Jason, who took it as he wandered downtown Kumamoto.
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They’ve besieged the sauce of our rice.
They’ve disgraced the fish of our sea.
Yet strong shall we stand and we’ll fight,
Oh so gas-i-ly.
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I did not know the “ha” to which the young boy referred.
His English was great. It seemed odd that he would say such an incomprehensible thing in a basic conversation.
But what was this “ha”, and how did it earn his love?
He tried to explain. “You know, like ‘Take on Me?’”
It took me a second. Of course.
It was I who was mistaken, unnecessarily hunting high and low.
May I never again underestimate the persistent glory of mid 80’s Norwegian rock.
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BONUS:
I have, in response to world-wide demand, recreated Kumamoto’s Jeff’s World Bar on the Mattel Brand Etch-A-Sketch ™ Drawing Device:
Cameraphone photo taken after sketching on device at aforementioned establishment. I take requests.
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Happy Father’s Delay: Hip hop! Puppets! Procrastination! from Kid Ethnic (aka Saleem) on Vimeo.
My brother’s in NC, I’m in Japan, and lil’ Yasmin is in Brooklyn.
So, I started a little recording, and sent it around.
We each got one audio track. Saj and I had webcams, but Yazzy didn’t. So I did the best I could to visually represent her. Er, the best I could without, um, leaving my apartment or doing anything difficult.
Sorry, Dad. It took me a lot longer than I thought it would. We’re still goofball kids who like doing silly weird warbly things while we sing, and we still get carried away with projects and fail to finish then on time sometimes.
But we love ya.
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Wrote a goofball article for The-Fu.com, you can find it here.

BONUS: They let me draw pictures.
DOUBLE BONUS: And design the header for the site.
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In Orange Rust We Trust.
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Spotted in the Suizenji area of Kumamoto, Japan.
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My, how we throw down.
Oh, yes we throw down.

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All videos and photos from a Mamon wedding in Bombay (my cousin’s). Live band in the house (the upstairs loft, specifically), ah the goodtime silliness. A full set of this trips photos here.
And yes, I’m in Japan now, but chronology’s all silly, right?
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Indian sign painters, I love you quite dearly!
The Hands-on paint! The crush of color! Our peeling world!
For there is no party on the Upside! Join me, my people!
The Dolphin Restaurant! The Reshmi Guest House!
Enough with your woodwinds! Silence your car honkings!
In Steely Proclamation of our Finest Juice Location!
In Humble declarations of Occupations!
In Eponymous Hair Salons!
The Paint that Guides the Placing of the Shoe!
The magnifying glass and or mini-stickman in hand, awaiting inspection! The multiple scripts! The weakening Light!
The Unfettered Confidence in Modernity!
The Law Enforcement Papers! The Hip Hop Roots!
The Baba! School! Of Music!
And so!
The GangaFuji Home! The Nrmala Restaurant! The German Bakery! The Yoga (in It’s Homeland)!
The Tigers Most Loquacious and Polite!
The Dropping of the Gerund ‘G’!
The No Kidding!
May your brushes never cease and your stencils never tatter! May your infrequent bursts of plastic usage retain the witty charms of old! May you never ever ever die!
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All spotted on the recent India trip: Mumbai, Varanasi, and on and on…
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