Memories of Vienna

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I had no plan for the winter break. I should have had, as the campus was going to be closed. So I was incredibly fortunate that Meili, the Taiwanese girl, […]

Photogenic student life

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Maya and I were sitting at the outside table of a campus cafe one afternoon with Shuji, who had studied at Waseda the previous year. I was facing Maya when […]

Cost of a free trip

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On the plane to Kona, I started to feel anxious. I could play the role of a fun girl for the duration of a dinner or a 30 minutes chat […]

Extra ticket

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A few weeks after the San Francisco trip, Martin came to my room and asked me, “will you come to Hawaii with me for Thanksgiving?” He explained that there was […]

New friend

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I was studying in my room when Martin came in. He was one of the international students from Germany and lived in the same dorm. I was a little surprised […]

Whitewashed dolls

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Like the sisters in The Bluest Eye, I once destroyed a doll. It had chestnut hair and soft, large eyes. Her racial ambiguity with a Japanese name confused me, and […]

Maya

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Among Waseda students, I got to know Maya the most. Her fearlessness was the quality I envied. She’d speak her mind but sometimes a bit more than an appropriate amount, […]

Presenting kogal

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In the Gender Studies class, two senior students spoke up the most. I was initially intimidated by them, but when we split into groups, and I was included in a […]

Gender studies class

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For the first semester, I could choose two classes other than the mandatory English class for international students. I took the Chinese class for one because I hadn’t given up […]

People

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I woke up in the morning to the voice of construction workers outside. I stared at the ceiling just 2.5 feet above me and realized they were not talking in […]