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April's theme is
MOTHERS & SISTERS.
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As I reflect on the last few months of teaching English in Japan, I find my memories each leave a distinct aftertaste. Take late September, for example: as summer humidity recedes, I wear glasses to school instead of contacts. One of the grade 5s in the special education class tells me the glasses suit me, and gives me an ear-to-ear smile. I grin right back. During recess, we walk to the library holding hands, and my heart is as warm and gooey as apple pie. Then for Halloween
She can’t stand the humidity of typical Japanese summers. July and August send waves of heat across the country, even to her hometown in northern Hokkaido. So in order to avoid the sweltering fate that lay an inch outside her door, she sat at her desk, fan blowing into her face and tossing her hair about like a caricature of a shampoo commercial. And she stared at a piece of blank white paper. She planned on writing a letter to her boyfriend, her partner since the outset of h
I’ve accrued thousands of photos since moving to Japan in August 2014, and I often take them from the same vantage point: classic one-point perspective, perfectly centered, shooting straight into the horizon. In a nation that largely functions on ambiguity and what is left unsaid, these horizon lines help to keep me grounded. And regardless of summer or winter, day or night, finding such pristine paths leading into the distance reminds me that there is always a way forward: 一