Jenni “Emiko” Kuida
Jenni “Emiko” Kuida fue coautora del libro original “101 maneras de saber si eres japonés-estadounidense” con Tony Osumi. Actualmente es gerente de subvenciones en el Centro Comunitario y Juvenil de Koreatown y miembro de la junta directiva de Servicios Comunitarios Japonés-Americanos y del Consejo Juvenil de Venecia. Sus pasatiempos incluyen la jardinería, ir a obons y jugar Pokémon Go.
Actualizado en agosto de 2017
Historias de Este Autor
Rodear, en danza
17 de agosto de 2017 • Maiya Kuida-Osumi , Jenni “Emiko” Kuida , Tony Osumi , Evelyn Yoshimura , traci kato-kiriyama
Para Nikkei Al Descubierto de este mes, nos despedimos de la temporada Obon con reflexiones especiales de una familia de activistas/artistas y una leyenda local y organizador comunitario. Maiya, Jenni y Tony Kuida-Osumi comparten con nosotros poemas que vinculan la danza que hacemos en conmemoración de los antepasados en Obon, con un homenaje en acción a la comunidad, a nuestra lucha compartida, a Los Ángeles. Evelyn Yoshimura nos trae un breve ensayo que reflexiona sobre el dejar ir y las …
El reasentamiento de Okazaki-Kuida
20 de abril de 2015 • Jenni “Emiko” Kuida
Mis padres eran niños pequeños cuando se firmó la EO 9066. Mi madre, Machiko Okazaki, vivió en cuatro lugares desde los cuatro a los siete años. Hipódromo de Santa Anita. Montaña del corazón, Wyoming. Ciudad de cristal, Texas. Granjas Seabrook, Nueva Jersey. Mi abuelo, Masashi Bancho Okazaki, un ministro de Tenrikyo, había sido separado de la familia debido a su ocupación como ministro. Se reunió con mi abuela y sus cinco hijos en Crystal City en 1944. Su hija Sumi, …
Channeling Grandma: Passing on the Gardening Genes
14 de marzo de 2014 • Jenni “Emiko” Kuida
I remember walking through my Grandma Kuida’s garden as a child. She had ten or twelve rows of different vegetables growing, and lots of old rusty cans and tools. Along with a bountiful lemon tree, her small backyard garden near Crenshaw and Jefferson was filled with delicious tomatoes, Japanese cucumbers, and zucchinis. When she hunched over with her apron full of fresh-picked vegetables to send home with us, she was 4½ feet tall. But to me, she was a gardening …
Kindergactivism, is that a word?
29 de febrero de 2012 • Jenni “Emiko” Kuida
Some people say that if you bring kids to a political rally, that it’s not age appropriate. Well, we’ve been bringing Maiya to community events since she was two weeks old (Day of Remembrance commemorating the anniversary of the signing of Executive Order 9066 in 1942, which led to the incarceration of 110,000 Japanese Americans, including my parents as children and Tony’s grandparents), and her first of 6 annual trips to the Manzanar Pilgrimage was when she was 14 months …
Seabrook Farms 1945... Thai Garment Workers 1995
20 de febrero de 2012 • Jenni “Emiko” Kuida
Ask any Japanese American enough questions, and you’ll invariably find out that you’re somehow related. You learn that your second cousin went to school with so-and-so’s neighbor, or your friend’s great-uncle used to golf with your dad. It seems like we’re always looking for those ties that bind us together as a community. A common question we JAs often ask is “What Camp were you, your parents, or grandparents in?” In my case, my mom’s family went from Santa Anita …
My Surreal Life Experience: Stand Up for Justice
14 de febrero de 2012 • Jenni “Emiko” Kuida
Despite how annoying it is, reality TV is here to stay. I admit that I’ve been watching episodes of “The Surreal Life.” It’s the show that joins 6 semi-celebrities in a mansion with lots of alcohol, innuendo and modern furniture. In November 2002, I joined 100 others as extras in the film project “Stand Up for Justice” in our own kind of surreal life experience, Japanese American style. Produced and presented by Nikkei for Civil Rights and Redress (NCRR) and …
Mitsugi's Christmas
24 de diciembre de 2011 • Jenni “Emiko” Kuida
This story is dedicated to my Japanese grandfathers. Keiichi Kuida and Yoshio Osumi who I never met, and Masashi Bancho Okazaki, who I wish I could remember. Mitsugi Yamamoto stared out the window on Christmas Day and wished that his daughter Lorraine would come to visit him at the Keiro Retirement Home. It had been years since her last visit. Mitsugi could still remember how excited he and his wife Sumiko were when Lorraine, their only child was born almost …
