There are fifty five million Chinese kids that take piano lessons.

The Chinese kids piled into a pub, pushing and kicking each other.

It had a cerealbowl haircut, like pictures you see of Chinese kids.

"There was a Chinese kid, worked just one day, never came back."

There was a Chinese kid behind the counter who looked like he might weigh in somewhere over two hundred pounds.

So I identified, if that's the word, with the Chinese kids.

Whatever it was, the black kids and the Chinese kids squared off.

So the man's walking down the street and this little Chinese kid comes up to him, man,Hello.

A few months later, a Chinese kid who knew only broken English dropped by.

You said you never had a Chinese kid working here.