that was like when i was in 5th grade, and Patrick Parker, the 6th grade blond
hair blue eyed jock called me a chingy chang chang and chased me on his bicycle,
and all my 5th grader friends followed behind him, to see the drama, not intent
on defending me.
...although, at that time, my wirey half japanese legs, made for rice buring
left his heavy weighted chunky soccer legs in the dust...