I had a special place when I was a child. It was up in the mountain and there was a huge rock shaped like a sea turtle. It used to be a secret place for my best friends and me. We loved it there because there were many trees that we could climb up, and lots of sunshine. We stopped going there because we all got busier as we grow up. But every time I see the picture of us sitting on that turtle rock, I remember how I felt the sun there. I hope we could all go there again some time!
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Equality in the Home
One of the Japanese words that I don’t like
is 亭主関白(teishukannpaku). The husband has been the boss for ages. The
situation is not the same now but I don’t think the paying to wife system of Taiwan still
doesn’t work in Japan. Men would go mad and even women wouldn’t agree to it
because most wives are devoted to their families. My family is a little out of
standard because everyone has to do some housework. Since my parents both work
full time, usually I do the cooking and my dad does the washings. My mom does
all the other stuff when she is home. And each one does the cleaning when we
need to except for my brother. He does nothing but mess up the living room and I
hate it. Anyway , I hope my future family could share housework like this.
Tuesday, November 6, 2012
Japanese Gender Issue
When I was in the primary school, I used to
have a green ranndoseru. I was desperate to have green one because I wanted to
copy my brother. He was the only one who had a green ranndoseru in his grade
and everyone admired at it. They said its cool and I thought so too. I always liked
to be different to others and I didn’t want to have a red ranndoseru like all the other girls. On the
very first day of school, I found that I was the only girl who has green ranndoseru.
I was so confident and happy. But my classmates told me it’s crazy for a girl to have a green ranndoseru
instead of saying its cool. They said girls should have red or pink. I didn’t think much about their words at that
time but as I think about it now, it might be one of the gender issues. Boys want
girls to have something cute. WHO CARES!
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