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!!hPl7vWPKR+W 04/28/07(Sat)11:46:46 No.25699001>>25698514 She
met and married a Japanese man when she went to college as well, and
they had a very Japanese life along with their American one, both of
them being from multiple-generation Japanese-American families; they
had friends from a number of races, socialized at barbecues and
neighbourhood events with their neighbours, attended the company
picnics, bought a cabin on a lake away from the city for summers and
holidays, the picture of the American dream, with him working hard, and
her maintaining the home, while also writing books on learning Japanese
for english speakers in her spare time. And they had children, a son,
first, then a pair of daughters, identical twins. Each of them, by this
point...lessee...1/8th caucasian, 7/8ths Japanese? And they looked as
Japanese as any of their Japanese friends, though they were all an
appealing pale, but with lighter, brown, hair, compared to their
mother. And they grew up not even knowing until they were in THEIR
teens, whereupon their learned the family secret, and how it was
important to keep it that way, how it'd brought nothing but pain and
ostracism to their grandmother, how nobody needed to know, and that
they were already 'American'...as American as anyone else, without it
being built on blonde-haired-blood. So life went on...the older brother
went to school, and became an engineer, like his father, while the
older of the twins, (well, by a few minutes), our girl's aunt, opted to
go to school in Japan, attending a prestigious university there, all
three of them very intelligent and hard workers, and thus not having
many problems with admissions. Finally, our girl's mother opted for a
school closer to home than Nippon, but still further away than her
brother...she studied at a college here, where I'm living today, which
is a fair, but not great, distance from home for her. |