First Day: Why Black Sheep

As my other blog is in Japanese and it can be only viewed by those in the Japanese SNS, I thought of writing another one here.

I decided the title of the blog because my uncle once told me I was a black sheep in the family when I told him I wanted to US to study. At that time, I was living in Tokyo where I was born and raised.

He already lived in US for more than 20 years and used to tell me to come over once I became big enough, but both my mother and uncle (I have no father since I was two years old) both opposed the idea. They thought living in US alone is not safe, and that would create a financial burden to my mother.

But I really had to go. Something told me I had to.

To cut the story short, with my deserted father's temporary financial support, I managed to go to the college in California when I was 20 years old.

After I studied and lived in US for three years, my financial situation forced me out of US and I moved to Malaysia. From 1994 to 2006, I lived and worked in Malaysia where I got married and delivered a baby who is now four years old.

But being called a Black Sheep really stuck with me for a long time. I studied and worked hard to prove him wrong. My barely-know-each-other-father also once told me that I could be a secretary or something if I learn a bit of English in US. Yeah, right. A secretary. I have nothing against secretaries, but I knew they were all wrong and I had to prove that.

So I would like to look back what I have done ever since and what I am going to do in near future. I would be happy if anyone happened to read this, whoever and wherever you are.