A China man

Not blogged for a while, is that because i have nothing to say? Far from it I just havn’t had the time to sit down and write. Time has lapsed since my last blog and because of this I can't seem to remember what I would ordinarily consider worth writing about.

But I shall rant about an incident, which took place on the bus, yes another one (I must stress that this is because I can't drive, and public transport is very accessible where I live and even if I did learn to drive the opportunity to drive would be far and a few between, since I can’t afford a car).

So anyway, the background story to this incident was that a friend had asked me to do her a favour and buy her a few cushions for her new house, which the girls had, not yet seen. So 4pm on a school day I get ready to leave the house, I opened the door put my mp3 player in my ears preparing for the hour plus journey to work (it’s a struggle getting it under a hijab, but on the plus side they never move unless you want them to). I got on the bus found a nice empty seat and sat down, put my bag on my lab and proceeded to stare out of the window busy with my thoughts.

The bus started to fill up quickly but I didn’t register. Imagine my annoyance when a bunch of school kids (school not necessarily a place which prepares you for the world unless thuggery is the norm) got on the bus, sat around me, the language they used was appalling, the content of the conversation was enough to make a grown women blush and turn her mp3 player up to an uncomfortable volume (there was ringing in my left ear for at least a day).

If this wasn’t enough 2 of the boys (group consisted of 2girls and 2boys) decided about 15 minutes into the journey that they would try to smoke right in my face. That was the last straw, the man opposite me and I shared a look, which displayed our mutual disgust!! By now I was ready to FLIP but before I reacted the man opposite me (a Chinese brother) got up and walked toward them. He politely asked them to put out the cigerates, the girls (embarrassingly so for the female race) giggled and told him to shu’up.

I turned around so I could see better and one of the boys asked what I was looking at, I raised a brow and pointed at him while saying you (inspired by the lottery adverts) he looked enraged (to cover up the damage to his pathetic little ego am guessing) and walked towards me. The Chinese man stood in front of me (ahh bless) and out of nowhere got into the a kung fu style stance, raised his opened hands just in front of his body (jet lee style)

The taller boy looked like he was going to cry and the girls looked at each other and the more vocal one told the man to take it easy. By now everyone one on the bus was staring at the situation unfolding before their eyes with utter disbelieve. I was by now openly laughing, I couldn’t help it the look on these schools kids faces!! They obviously didn’t except this and neither did anyone else.

The vocal girl got up and told the Chinese man to move out of the way, her tone was betrayed by the wild look in her eyes (Again I must confess I laughed) He did a couple of moves with his hands to scare them a little more and waiting for his performance to take affect. He then moved out of the way and they practically run out of the bus as fast as their little legs could take them.

I couldn’t stop laughing and the man sat next to me and asked me if I was okay, I thanked him and we got talking. He was disgusted by the way the kids had behaved and told me that in china kids would never dream of disrespecting their elders that way. So an idea was born, I propose we Send problem kids to China for a few months on an exchange programme so that they can learn some respect! The one problem I can foresee is that British schools may corrupt the Chinese students.