Read “Part 6: Constant King [1 of 2]” >>How, then, are manhood, fatherhood and hierarchies constructed in this? It’s not just one thing.
Read “Part 5: Monsters” >>The Constant King 1964Mama and Dad and myself are at the dinner table. It was really the first full year ever, that Dad sat at the dinner table with Mama and I for a meal or two. In the past, he had been out of the …
Read “Part 4: Neighbors/Next Door” >>Monsters 1950 Shōwa Year 25化け物 昭和25年From a leaflet from the U.S. armed forces made available to the occupation soldiers during the strongest period of attempting to implement the anti-fraternization policy which tried to discourage relations between Japanese women and occupation personnel:
Read “Part 3: Watermelon Seeds [2 of 2]” >>Neighbors/Next door, Mama around 1940となり、昭和15年ごろ“These expressions are extremely crude and regional, and have a rustic air; middle-class Tokyo residents would laugh at their provincial quaintness.” —Dorinne Kondo1
Read “Part 2: Waters [1 of 2]” >>The Waters (continued)Denver, Colorado 1982
Read “Part 1: Preface” >>The Waters“What am I doing here in this endless winter?” —Franz Kafka, from The Metamorphosis and Other Stories
This is an anthropology of memory, a journal and memoir, a work of creative non-fiction. It combines memories from recall, conversations with parents and other relations, friends, journal entries, dream journals and critical analysis.
Read “Part 3: Watermelon Seeds [1 of 2]” >>I am still an only-child. But now my only child identity was not the same as just a moment before. I was born alone but because a sister died. Fragments of unknowns become apparent. I then felt relieved. Some things fell into …
Read “Part 2: The Waters [2 of 2]” >>Watermelon seeds, 1964 Shōwa Year 39スイカの種、1964年 昭和39年“One of the remarkable features of this group is that it seems that all the war children receives[sic] a stigma, whether the father was an enemy soldier or an allied…We have to understand that this stigma …
My mother told me one day that fear was useless in her life. Her statements confront what many of us believe peace should be—obedience, disciplining ourselves to be docile, good citizens, with fear not far behind our actions. Fear of not being seen as an American, fear of being interned …
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