Odd experience yesterday
Dec. 11th, 2002 04:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
camwynSCENE: Kean University's New Academic Building, one of the second-floor computer rooms.
TIME: Around 7:45 PM, waiting for class to start.
DRAMATIS PERSONAE: My friend from Hebei Province and myself.
Friend: So... you got more classes? Or just this and yesterday?
Me: Just this and yesterday.
Friend: And Chinese! And cooking! (swats at my head)
Me: . o O ( Okay, we've been over this before. I only took three cooking classes on Saturdays. I'm not in an ongoing cooking class. Guess it didn't translate well. ) No, no, Chinese isn't part of Kean. It's not even a college class. I'm taking it somewhere else and it doesn't count.
Friend: Chinese on... Thursday, right?
Me: No. Chinese Wednesday, karate Thursday.
Friend: (blinks several times) Karate?
Me: Yes.
Friend: What's. . . karate?
Me: . o O ( She doesn't speak Japanese and my pronunciation stinks anyway, so...) Japanese hitting people.
Friend: You learning to do this? You know how to hit people?
Me: Well, I'm learning to. I only ever really hurt one guy, and that was by accident.
Friend: (rolls up sleeves) Show me!
Me: What?
Friend: You show me! How strong you are? You hit here, it should not hurt - show me!
Me: . o O ( Holy cats, the kung fu movies are true! )
The movie in question, The Buddhist Fist, has been reviewed most ably by Andrew Borntreger of the United States Marine Corps. I am thinking here of his statement "People in China must be constantly on the alert, because evidently a friendly greeting involves attacking someone to test their kung fu."
Friend: Come on, try-
Me: (brings hand down on friend's forearm, grabs forearm, holds it immobile) That's the bone edge. That's going to hurt a lot more than if I hit the fleshy part. Plus, there's this. (stands up)
I'm a full foot taller than my friend, despite being the same age, and I'm about a hand broader in the shoulder than she is. The fighting foo went by the wayside at that point as she loooooked up and started laughing, but still - for one brief and shining instant I wondered if I'd wandered into some RPG or movie universe, instead of having the RPG or movie universe leak into mine.
TIME: Around 7:45 PM, waiting for class to start.
DRAMATIS PERSONAE: My friend from Hebei Province and myself.
Friend: So... you got more classes? Or just this and yesterday?
Me: Just this and yesterday.
Friend: And Chinese! And cooking! (swats at my head)
Me: . o O ( Okay, we've been over this before. I only took three cooking classes on Saturdays. I'm not in an ongoing cooking class. Guess it didn't translate well. ) No, no, Chinese isn't part of Kean. It's not even a college class. I'm taking it somewhere else and it doesn't count.
Friend: Chinese on... Thursday, right?
Me: No. Chinese Wednesday, karate Thursday.
Friend: (blinks several times) Karate?
Me: Yes.
Friend: What's. . . karate?
Me: . o O ( She doesn't speak Japanese and my pronunciation stinks anyway, so...) Japanese hitting people.
Friend: You learning to do this? You know how to hit people?
Me: Well, I'm learning to. I only ever really hurt one guy, and that was by accident.
Friend: (rolls up sleeves) Show me!
Me: What?
Friend: You show me! How strong you are? You hit here, it should not hurt - show me!
Me: . o O ( Holy cats, the kung fu movies are true! )
The movie in question, The Buddhist Fist, has been reviewed most ably by Andrew Borntreger of the United States Marine Corps. I am thinking here of his statement "People in China must be constantly on the alert, because evidently a friendly greeting involves attacking someone to test their kung fu."
Friend: Come on, try-
Me: (brings hand down on friend's forearm, grabs forearm, holds it immobile) That's the bone edge. That's going to hurt a lot more than if I hit the fleshy part. Plus, there's this. (stands up)
I'm a full foot taller than my friend, despite being the same age, and I'm about a hand broader in the shoulder than she is. The fighting foo went by the wayside at that point as she loooooked up and started laughing, but still - for one brief and shining instant I wondered if I'd wandered into some RPG or movie universe, instead of having the RPG or movie universe leak into mine.
