When You Were Young

For my writing class we had to read Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close, by Jonathan Safran Foer.  In the story the protaganist is a 9 year old, and at times its unbelievable some of the shit the kid gets into.  So I am going to try to recapture what was going on in  my life when i was 9.

9 years old, it was 1997, China had regained Hong Kong, didn’t really know much bout it.

I had just moved to Queens from Chinatown.  I transfered schools, I went from all Asian P.S. 130 to very diverse P.S. 102.  It was weird, i never really had any other friends who weren’t Chinese before this.  Well if you count the Columbus park groundskeeper, Junior, then one.  Anyway, I was entering a different world.  I met my first Korean person, who i thought was Chinese, but then hes like no i’m Korean,and so i was confused.  My first friend was actually this black kid named Warny, or something along those lines.  He was odd, but i was liek this guys alright, and he’s black so if i’m friends with him, he won’t beat me up. So then I started meeting the other kids, and I guess, I moved on from Warny. I’m Really sorry warny i really didn’t mean to be a social ladder climbing ass back in the day.  Well I met Richard, and well he invited me to his halloween party and i was the chubby version of the scream guy.  That was when i first saw my first pair of tits on television.  We were watching a horror movie and it was a shower scene, pretty crazy.  Wasn’t too amazing though, but it was the first house party i was in.  Then, I started watching baseball cause the other kids did, and i became a yankees fan.  It was also when i developed my 4th grade crush on Deborah Uzirin.  I don’t know what it was about her, probably cause she was the nicest one to me in the class.  Well I guess this was when liking girls was acceptable i guess.  Yea, then i remember how i would try to play basketball everyday on my block, but i was struggling with school cause i didn’t want to do hw.  I forged my mom’s signature on my report card because i got a U, and almost had my parents convinced that i didn’t get report cards.  Well they found out, got a bad beating that night haha.  I remember my teacher ms. bush, she was an old fat white lady, who would go crazy when she saw pigeons.  It was actually pretty funny.  Then this was also when Andrew, who become my close friend started making fun of me for listening to the backstreet boys, and liking pop music.  Which made me listen to rock and stuff, and a lot of the stuff i didn’t even like.  When looking back, this was the age where i lost my innocence, I wasn’t a child anymore, i became a horny prepubescent boy.  Also this was the age when i turned my back on my culture, and decided, i wanted to be the like the white kids.

Times have changed now, and i have changed.  being 9 is a big deal now that i realize it.  Well thats just my rambling.   Enjoy, check out my new photos everyone! Heres one of my new pieces that i love,