Hi, my name is Sara. I am pure Japanese and still carry on Japanese traditions and contributions like going to bon-dances and taking off my shoes when I enter the house. I have learned that our ancestors, my grandparents and parents have gone through a lot to make this life a good one for me. They worked hard and strived for a better life. They suffered for me and I think that I should be thankful for all they have done.
I go to school in Hawaii and my favorite subject is science. My goal for the future is to become an obstetrician, gynecologist. I like to listen to music and I like to read. I also like to surf the web. My favorite sport is basketball and I have been playing the piano for 3 years. I try to have a balanced lifestyle so that I will not be a negative person at what I do, but a positive one.
My Ancestor- A Significant Individual,
My grandfather, Yukio played a great role in my life. He was a very hardworking person and was also very kind. Every day when I would go to my grandfather's house he would be there in the yard, pulling weeds or lawn mowing. He was very helpful and a lot of times he would take my side when I had silly disputes with my sister. Whenever a beggar would come to his door asking for five dollars, he would give them ten. He would sleep at around two o clock in the morning and wake at four to do his morning exercises and do the morning household chores. I never used to hug him when I woke up in the mornings. I only hugged my grandmother. I guess it was because I was much closer to her.
I never knew how much I loved him until he got cancer of the esophagus. He was doing alright after his chemotherapy in Honolulu, but one Wednesday he got weak and they put up a hospital bed in the parlor and he could never get out of it. He was suffering and they fed him through I.V. needles and the only thing he could eat through his mouth was ice or ice shave because he had cold sores all over his mouth. He was in much pain for a long time and then when I was having my piano lesson his heart failed and he was gone. They were trying to contact us but they couldn't and we came to the house afterward. Everyone was standing outside crying and I asked what was wrong and my aunty told me. I ran inside and saw more people. I saw my grandpa there on the hospital bed. Tears were rolling down my cheeks and I cried and cried. My grandma said that this was the last time I would be seeing him and told me to touch his face. I did and I cried more. I miss my grandpa today and still grieve over his leaving.