Mary Parker
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Being a Brat
Most people seem shocked when I ask: "What do you mean by where I'm from? As in hometown? Where was I last? Where I call home?" More seem even more shocked when I answer with my hometown, Misawa Air Base. Located 500 miles north of Tokyo, Japan's metropolis capital city, Misawa is in the peaceful countryside, filled with rice paddies, old buildings, forgotten towns with age-old traditions still being practiced side by side with modern buildings slowly being put up throughout the prefecture. In Japan, there are large prefectures that make up the islands, and each prefecture had its own primary product they were known for. My home was located in Aomori, most known for its agriculture with the rice, apples, and salmon. I loved going to the local festivals, trying all the new foods, and getting fresh rice off the harvest, normally as gifts from our local neighbors and friends that were connected to the farms and colleges that helped keep our part of Japan healthy and green.
By Mary Parker6 years ago in Serve