I walked into the laundromat one day and a kid was staring into the machine that was spinning my rug. I waited at the door for a bit until the child turned around, got one look at me and fell off the step he was on splat on his face (Yeah, that happens a lot when people first see me).
His father, sitting to one side, paused a moment before saying: "OK, get up." (站起來.)
The kid had that look in his eye like he needed attention, and it is at this point that these creatures generally break into tears. However, his father's words were enough and the uninjured child was able to clamber to his feet and go to dad with no fuss.
"Wow," I thought. "That is going to be one tough man."
Not like the pampered pansies the rest of the nation is breeding.