Or Delinquents are Cute When Young.
I was outside and a class of little grade 4 Japanese kids were puttering around their plastic cube potting plants. K-kun looked at me and beckoned me over, “Ana-sensei! Ana-sensei!”
Ana: “Yes?”
K-kun: (motions over his plant) “Negi!”
Ana: “Negi?”
K-kun then pulls a round onion bulb out of the planter and holds it up by the green long stems. He thinks for a while.
K-kun: “Onion!” (He beams proudly.)
Ana: “Oh! Onion!”
K-kun looks over and spots his friend. He then starts swinging the onion by the stems like a viking swinging a mace. He yells, runs and then hits his friend squarely on his head by the fat onion bulb — Braveheart-style.
K-kun: “ONIOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!!!“
