Tonight I was having a chat with one of my students about what it was like for me when I first moved to Japan. It didn't take long to remember those feelings. The feeling of always being stared at by everyone! But, I think, the hardest thing for me to get used to was being surrounded by a sea of Japanese.
In America, we have all different ethnicities around us. So, to suddenly go from the majority to the minority can be an almost frightening experience. It was like being a giant red spot on a white piece of paper. That was probably one of the lowest parts of my time here. It's a feeling I can't really put into words and don't really ever want to experience again.
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