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My Family At The United States

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Just like any other immigrants coming to the United States, my family was in search for a better life. My parents both came from Asia; my dad was from China and my mom was from Japan. Being a first-generation American, I was considered Nisei. I lived in San Jose California and stayed there my whole life. My parents were hard working people and showed me what it meant to be truly American. I was an only child and was twelve years old when the United States was attacked by the Japanese military. My dad owned a store and my mom helped Japanese people come to America. She would provide temporary housing. I always remember playing with the kids coming from Japan, I could never understand them but they were really nice. After a few months they would pick up a few words. The neighborhood kids loved playing with them as well their parents. Every now and then my family and other Niseis would experience some forms of discrimination, like waiting in lines longer at the movies, stores, and restaurants. Not to mention that all kinds of cultures received the same treatment. But for some reason the African American group had it a little harder than we did. After the attack on Pearl Harbor, my parents didn’t let me play outside. Our neighbors and close friends turned on us. They forbidden their children to play with me at home and at school. At the time I didn’t understand it. Also my dad would come home earlier than usual from work. He would always tell me that he just wanted more father

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