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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=354602" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>German</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">being the German kid in the 20's in Los Angeles<br>was difficult.<br>there was much anti-German feeling then,<br>a carry-over from World War 1.<br>gangs of kids chased me through the neighborhood<br>yelling, 'Hieneie! Hieneie! Hienie!'<br>they never caught me.<br>I was like a cat.<br>I knew all the paths through brush and alleys.<br>I scaled 6-foot back fences in a flash and was off through<br>backyards and around blocks<br>and onto garage roofs and other hiding places.<br>then too, they didn't really want to catch me.<br>they were afraid I might bayonet them<br>or gouge out their eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">this went on for about 18 months<br>then all of a sudden it seemed to stop.<br>I was more or less accepted(but never really)<br>which was all right with me.<br>those sons-of-bitches were Americans,<br>they and their parents had been born here.<br>they had names like Jones and Sullivan and <br>Baker.<br>they were pale and often fat with runny<br>noses and big belt buckles.<br>I decided never to become an American.<br>my hero was Baron Manfred von Richthofen<br>the German air ace;<br>he'd shot down 80 of their best<br>and there was nothing they could do about<br>that now.<br>their parents didn't like my parents<br>(I didn't either) and<br>I decided when I got big I'd go live in some place<br>like Iceland,<br>never open my door to anybody and live on my<br>luck, live with a beautiful wife and a bunch of wild<br>animals:<br>which is, more or less, what<br>happened</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Bukowski">Charles Bukowski</a><div class=q>
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there was much anti-German feeling then,
a carry-over from World War 1.
gangs of kids chased me through the neighborhood
yelling, 'Hieneie! Hieneie! Hienie!'
they never caught me.
I wa..."></div>
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