My wife’s nephew is HUGE.
Forget the image of scrawny little Chinese kids. Chinese kids nowadays grow up with imported baby powder and formula, and have insane amounts of nutrition compared to kids even 10 to 15 years ago. Celine’s nephew isn’t even the biggest or tallest kid in his class.
He’s about the same height as me (I’m around 6 feet tall, or 180 cm), but weighs close to 200 pounds.
Oh, and he’s only 12 years old!
The other day when we were over at their place, he wanted to wrestle me. He was talking mad shit the whole time, saying how he would take me down and own me, that I was too skinny, typical kid smack. Even though he easily has 20 to 30 pounds on me, I happened to wrestle in high school. Let’s just say it wasn’t pretty, as I had him pinned on his back and squealing in no time.
He wanted a rematch too. It didn’t go much better for him the second time around.
And the funny part was, both my wife and his mom were laughing their asses off. He was squirming about when I had him in a headlock and pinned on the floor, and his mom just said “See, that’s what you get for being a cocky little shit” (or something along those lines in Chinese), in between bursts of laughter with my wife.
I hope he learned a valuable lesson that day.
Don’t talk shit to your elders.