Chinese kids are friendly, patient, attentive, helpful and tolerant. They don't spray paint stupid monikers in public places. They don't impose their musical tastes on you from static-thumping vehicular serenity annihilators. They are happy with the hair and the number of holes in their bodies that [God or evolution, take your pick] gave them. They know how towear trousers.
They are sharp and restrained when in uniform, and are gentle, even while reminding an American doofus not to ride his bicycle on sacred ground, such as the future site of another KFC.
