Sur cette page, un type tiens une sorte de blog (bon pas vraiment mais presque) sur sa vie au japon en tant que prof d’anglais. Autant vous dire qu’il en voit des choses, et ça donne une idée assez marrante du japon. En tous cas, si ce qu’il dit y est vrai. Mais bon, si on se met à douter de tout le monde aussi…
C’est pas “une” prof d’anglais ? (en référence à “I Can Only Love You For One Day”)
Je l’ai survolé rapidement, mais je crois qu’elle raconte une journée avec un de ses élèves, qui lui demandait, par e-mail, des mots en Anglais. (genre pénis ^^)
– How is it that Japanese women are somewhat promiscious and have bad habits about using condoms (and very few are on the pill), yet the population rate in this country is actually going down. This I really don’t understand. I suppose it’s a good thing, but what the hell?
Back in America, there’s some people we can’t stop from having kids. These are usually, unfortunately, the last people you want to have kids. And yet they’re popping them out like Pez Dispensers. I used to theorize that the amount of issues a girl had was directly proportional to how fertile she was, with more issues = more fertility. So if you see a girl who is not at all well-adjusted and you think she’d be the last person on Earth fit to have a kid, she’s probably as fertile as the supple plains of Idaho. You may not even have to have sex with her, just wave your sperm in her general direction, that should do it.
That’s not to say Japanese women are well-adjusted. According to my old theory, given how fucked up the lot of them are there should be babies popping out of rice cookers and zen rock gardens. And yet, they’re not. I don’t get it.