Recently my second cousin who married in Japan and her Japanese husband returned to her side of the family on a visit, bringing with them a little Japanese child, apparently the child of her Japanese husband’s relative who was very interested in China and so came along with them. My second cousin, her husband, and the Japanese child all stayed at my cousin’s home, because my cousin’s son is about the same age as the Japanese child, and they could be playmates.
The Japanese kid’s name was Jun Fu, who had just begun first grade, and looked rather gentle and delicate. With his glasses, he looks rather like the main character Nobi from Doraemon. He speaks a little bit of Chinese but with it being his first time in a strange country and meeting this many strangers whose speech he doesn’t understand, he was a little nervous. Still, seeing our amiable smiles, Jun Fu very politely bowed to each and every one of us, greeting us with very stiff Chinese.
However, my cousin’s son Peng Peng, who is currently in third grade, was full of hostility towards Jun Fu. Peng Peng knew early on that Jun Fu was Japanese, so when he met him, the very first thing he did was raise his little fist, and the first thing he said was: “Down with Little Japan!”
Jun Fu didn’t understand “Down with Little Japan”, but he was confused to see Peng Peng raise his fist…
Good job, China! Churn out those Red Guards! Go beat up that Japanese kid for past aggressions, despite that when he was born, he had nothing to do with what people his great-grandpa’s age did… Yeah!
Nice. So we’re teaching our kids to hold a 7-year-olds responsible for a crime that was long committed before they were born, and thus, never committed themselves. You sure hold your kids to high moral standards, China.