Semester at Sea Fall 2006 Voyage
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The Joy of Being Odd
By Jamie Isabel Rosado
As I entered Sanomiya Station I came to a sudden and liberating conclusion in my head I didn’t look like anybody else, and there was nothing I could do about it. People were going to look at me, some discreetly and some not. I could be wearing a Big Bird costume or a kimono or anything in between and it wouldn’t matter. As was mentioned in Takeyuki Tsuda’s article " No Place to Call Home," even the Japanese Brazilians were noticed and I don’t remotely come as close to passing as they do.
As I was
riding the train to Takarazuka all these thoughts were running jumbled
my head till one really sunk in and that was about the semester of high
I spent in
I was still musing over my various realizations as I returned to and left Sanomiya Station and headed to the mall. I was fingering some clothes and a little old Japanese lady came up to me and said “No clothes fit you, you too big here” she then gestured to her bust. I thanked her for her help and moved along laughing, on the inside. As I sat down to write this I realized that had I been any place where I had the remote chance of fitting in I might have taken that lady’s helpful gesture as an offense. I am suddenly and very happy to be liberated.
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