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In the morning last Satureday, I happened to see with my 6 year-old son a cartoon program called "Robotboy" on CITV (ITV for children) channel.

I didn't know how they could broadcast this kind of program in this 21st century.

Evil, mean, small and short-sighted Dr. "Kamikazi" who speaks with samurailand accent and sometimes really in samurailand-language, with his silly subordinate sumo wrestler is knocked over by the hero Robotboy!
(I have to admit that Dr. kamikazi looks like a man I know back home but that is not the point.)

So,
I wrote an email to them asking why they try to grow ethnic and/or racial prejudice in British children and aked them to stop broadcasting it.

Today, they gave me an email which says below.

Thank you for your email and comments which have been noted.
Regards
Duty Officer - jh

What is the most important thing in fighting is "rhythm", according to "The Book of Five Rings" written by MIYAMOTO Musashi, the greatest samurai sword master and also a painter.

His picture (with a sword in both hands) is shown as my photo.

He lived in 16-17c, mostly the Age of Civil Wars.
But, in the beginning of 17c, TOKUGAWA Ieyasu unified samurailand.
Since then, total peace continued more than 200 years under TOKUGAWA family.

What shocked me most here is that I was fined 50p by library for returning a book with three days delay.

I would be told just "please return books in time next time" or nothing with smile back home.

Children were often devided into 5-6 smaller groups to do some activities, such as cleaning school, making something in art class, and eating school lunch.

It is basically fun to chat with friends, eating school lunch.

But for children who has a poor apetite and for anyone faced to food they don't like, it was time of agony.
At school lunch, every child is given the same portion.
They are told to finish it.
What is more, they are told that they can't go playing unless everyone in their group finishes his/her lunch.

Some girls were slow to eat. They were demanded to eat faster, faster, by naughty boys. They sometimes wept.
Poor girls!

School lunch of our days (30 yrs ago) was far from tasty.
Every child has something he/she can't eat, doesn't he/she?
For me, too much hard boiled egg whose yolk became green was difficult to eat.
It made me sick that boiled eggs riminded me of chicks.
I was once growing chicks bought at a stall at the fete of a nearby shrine.
Scrumbled egg wasn't difficult to eat though irrational.

At that time, sometimes we were fed whale meat.
It was cooked different ways, fried or boiled, basically.
It made me sick too.
My mother never cooked whale meat, so it was totally unfamiliar taste to me.

Now, whale meat is a rare thing, it is never served at school lunch which is poorly financed.

In a small number of places where there is a long tradition of whaling, people may like it, but in most of places they don't.

UK tvs seem to often show exaggeration.

In primary and junior high schools in our country, children eat school lunch which is cooked at their school or munucipal school lunch centre.

School lunches consisted of bread, milk, and some dishes which include fish/meat and vegetables when I attended these schools in the 1970s.

What is interesting is it was always bread but not rice.

After the unconditional surrender, we were told to import wheat from the disneyland-country.

It was seriously argued that bread makes you cleverer than rice and that is why we lost.

Science may have advanced and now children eat more rice than 30 years ago.

But people eat less rice back home.

After all, they won.

We don't look at each other in the eye back in samurailand.
We do so sometimes, but not so often as here.
Women may do more often.
When a man looks at other man in the eye, he is challenging the man to a kind of duel.

It is very stressful for me to look at people in the eye here.

If I get accustomed to the habit here, that will be a problem back home.

And name!
Only my parents, my wife and a few friends call me by my first name back home.
It is not offensive but makes me feel very strange that a total stranger calls me by my first name here.

Bye,

Sorry for Rooney.

By the way,
What is the most strange thing in English language is the expressions like...
he is one of the best players in this world cup, she is one of the most beautiful women in the world, and so on.

Is  he or she the No 1 or not.
Many goldmedalists?

Isn't "the best=the No 1"?

one of the best???????

Isn't it like, "what I say is wrong"?

Please, anyone, tell me why you don't feel it strange?

It is hot!
Samurai must not wipe the sweat in official occasions.
Because it is rude. But why?????

By the way,
orders of specification of time, location and person is wrong in European language speaking countries(?), at least in England.

35 Joke street
Joke city
JK7 7Jk
UK

is like looking at a person, first holes of his/her nose, then nose and mouth, then face and finally whole of him/her.

day/month/year

is like a quize in TV show.

1st hint...
What happened on 7th?

you don't know? then 2nd hint...
what happened on 7th/11?

No, it is not my birthday.

Finally, what happened on 7/11/1917?
Yes, that's it!

We have to speficy things from larger to smaller, don't we?