Posts tagged Japanese
Hijab and the Doppelgängers

There shouldn’t be an issue of not accepting another culture or religion just because you don’t like it or because you don’t understand it. Is this lack of tolerance something we might eventually be proud of? I shudder at the thought…

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Words By The Sea

On the silted shores of that Kashmiri lake from my childhood - my shoes slowly ruining in the slush of snow, mud and plum blossoms - I stood beside the houseboat we were staying in (which once hosted Henry Kissinger). That was the month Indira Gandhi was voted out and my whole family got stuck in India.

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I Broke Up With Alabama

"Hi. Where are you going?," a man asked me as he sat across from me at the bus station in Alabama.

We just got off the same bus from Atlanta to some city in Alabama, Birmingham, maybe? I don't know the geography of Alabama at all. I still can't look at maps of Alabama without crying...

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Why Live Abroad?

I am Dutch, grew up in Germany and went to an American international school. My husband is Japanese, grew up in Ecuador and went to both Japanese and American international schools there. We often joke that our family is like the UN with all its different cultures and languages…

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College Sex in Tokyo

My perceptions on sex have been hammered and scratched and polished. Although I still admit to catching myself admiring ankles from time to time…

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It’s a Small World When You Are Japanese in Montana

When I was first hired to teach, there was something that used to rub me the wrong way; students would interrupt my lessons to ask me questions about my hometown or cultural practices...

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The Man-Child Within

In my native Spain, children at age six could drink 1/4 strength wine. At 16, you went to full strength. In Hawai’i when I was flying, it was “Hey, bruddha, can you drink with us?” Likewise, on Guam, the test would be handing someone a 5 dollar bill and asking them to go buy a 6-pack of beer...

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I Will Carry That Rice Cooker Out Like a Purse

My “real” boyfriend has his family coming from Brazil. He politely tells me to “move out” for the duration of the trip. I pay half the rent. He wants to keep “Portuguese house,” which means he doesn’t want to speak English in front of his family...

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My First Two Favourite Tokyo Boys

I liked his big, round glasses and how he drew Mount Fuji for me on a spare piece of paper because I was disappointed that it was again obscured from our view ("now you can say you've seen it"). I became quickly smitten...

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To Exchange, Rearrange and Live Estranged.

I easily adapted to the parts of her culture that were were new to me; I ate squid for the first time out of her lunch box and nodded with interest when she introduced me to weird-looking creatures she loved — the first Pokemon!

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My Tuxedo Shirt

I can look as good as any penguin. If I am feeling a bit less formal then I will wear it tucked in without a tie and with plain old silver Tiffany cufflinks. Where every woman has a pair of oversized earrings she loves, my cufflinks are my favourite options: onyx, silvers, studs and cuffs...

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