This is a question I have been asked too often. I briefly touched on it before but I thought I could write about it in more depth. I was once at a volunteer for disabled children. one of the organisers was a man who had once lived in america for a year or two so…… Continue reading Where are you really from?
Here in Japan, being able to speak english somehow means you are wealthy. This may sound odd but it is true. I was once at a western store that sold speakers. All the employees were Japanese. And my father and I were speaking in english. As soon as we enter the store, a male sales…… Continue reading Shopping assistants
When I sit at a seat on a train, I usually end up sitting alone. Sometimes I catch people staring at me. This also happens to my halfie friends. And especially if I speak Japanese. Its when strangers are scared of you. I am not saying I’m a terrifying person to look at or that…… Continue reading Unfamiliarity