Day I - Part 1
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"I tell you, they don't serve good food in America! It's all about three things: chicken, beer, and this - pizza - stuff! How do they live?!?"
"Dad, I like American food, it's different."
"And all the perverted people here! Have they no shame?!? Have they no restraint?!? I CAN'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE!!!"
"Honey, it's only for one year, we'll go back to China in exactly 300 days if I counted it up right."
"300 DAYS! I CANNOT TAKE 300 MORE DAYS OF THIS PERVERTED, UPSIDE DOWN LAND! I'M GOING BACK TO THE AIRPORT RIGHT NOW AND FLYING HOME! HOME I TELL YOU!"
Koume's dad was like that. He, except the fact he was a machine technicion, was a very traditional man.
They had been sent to America from China as part of a cultural exchange program. For one year,
Koume and her family would be here in the States, and her dad would be working at the Medical Mechanica plant nearby.
She had always wondered what they did in those plants. Her dad was one of the few people who actually worked inside the building. he wasn't allowed to tell his family exactly what he was doing inside the plant, and from what she understood he only knew about his specific job, nothing more.
Koume stood up to leave the scene.
"I'm leaving for school now!"
"YOU JUST STOP ME! I AM GOING HOME!"
Koume's dad sprang out of his chair. In what seemed like a second, he was out in the car and driving down the street.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!..........." they heard as the car screeched away. It was the third time this week he had done this.
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Her dad used the only car their family owned, so Koume had to walk to school. It was ok with her though, because school was only a few blocks away from their apartment. She looked up at the Medical Mechanica plant. It was definatly the strangest building she had ever seen. It looked like a giant glass pyramid, like one from Egypt, except it was upside-down. At the top of each side, just under the flat top, was a blue oval that rose like a dome.
"What do they do in there?" she wondered out loud.
"I can tell you what they do in there."a voice from behind her said. She gasped. It was the same voice from yesterday.
"That is, if you really want to know."
"Who are you!" she said as she turned around. There he was, sitting on his motorbike like last time.
He was an ordinary enough looking man, but for one thing. He had some kind of strange eyebrows, which looked remarkably like they were made of paper.
"I'm Captain Amarao. And if you're willing to take a day off from school to learn the truth about
Medical Mechanica and your father, I can clear it with everyone who matters."
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"I tell you, they don't serve good food in America! It's all about three things: chicken, beer, and this - pizza - stuff! How do they live?!?"
"Dad, I like American food, it's different."
"And all the perverted people here! Have they no shame?!? Have they no restraint?!? I CAN'T LIVE HERE ANYMORE!!!"
"Honey, it's only for one year, we'll go back to China in exactly 300 days if I counted it up right."
"300 DAYS! I CANNOT TAKE 300 MORE DAYS OF THIS PERVERTED, UPSIDE DOWN LAND! I'M GOING BACK TO THE AIRPORT RIGHT NOW AND FLYING HOME! HOME I TELL YOU!"
Koume's dad was like that. He, except the fact he was a machine technicion, was a very traditional man.
They had been sent to America from China as part of a cultural exchange program. For one year,
Koume and her family would be here in the States, and her dad would be working at the Medical Mechanica plant nearby.
She had always wondered what they did in those plants. Her dad was one of the few people who actually worked inside the building. he wasn't allowed to tell his family exactly what he was doing inside the plant, and from what she understood he only knew about his specific job, nothing more.
Koume stood up to leave the scene.
"I'm leaving for school now!"
"YOU JUST STOP ME! I AM GOING HOME!"
Koume's dad sprang out of his chair. In what seemed like a second, he was out in the car and driving down the street.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!..........." they heard as the car screeched away. It was the third time this week he had done this.
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Her dad used the only car their family owned, so Koume had to walk to school. It was ok with her though, because school was only a few blocks away from their apartment. She looked up at the Medical Mechanica plant. It was definatly the strangest building she had ever seen. It looked like a giant glass pyramid, like one from Egypt, except it was upside-down. At the top of each side, just under the flat top, was a blue oval that rose like a dome.
"What do they do in there?" she wondered out loud.
"I can tell you what they do in there."a voice from behind her said. She gasped. It was the same voice from yesterday.
"That is, if you really want to know."
"Who are you!" she said as she turned around. There he was, sitting on his motorbike like last time.
He was an ordinary enough looking man, but for one thing. He had some kind of strange eyebrows, which looked remarkably like they were made of paper.
"I'm Captain Amarao. And if you're willing to take a day off from school to learn the truth about
Medical Mechanica and your father, I can clear it with everyone who matters."
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