i was doing some research about what it means to be part of the nisei, or japanese second generation. i had a disagreement with a team member about whether i was first or second generation japanese. i believed that i was second, but he claimed because i was the first to be born here in the states that i am actually first generation.

well, it turns out that the japanese call me second generation. so nisei it is. that doesn’t really make me feel any different, but hey, it’s all in the name. it’s sad to say that my japanese skills have really deteriorated over time. i think that i can just barely have a meaningful conversation with my mom about how hungry i am. kind of sad.