I was born in Tokyo between my Japanese mother and American father. I used to hate being different from my peers who were either 100% Japanese or 100% American.
I grew up in Okinawa, the southernmost island of Japan, since I was 4 years old and left home to attend University in California when I was 17.
After graduating from the University of California at Berkeley, I came back to live and work in Japan. After a few years of working in Tokyo, I moved to England as an expatriate from my company to oversee markets in Europe, Middle East, Africa and Russia.
It was supposed to be a 3 year assignment but I got married to my English husband and lived in London for a total of 7 years. We just moved back to Tokyo in July 2009 to be closer to my parents as my mother is now 82 and my father is going to be 97 this year.
I used to hate it that I was doing things that were different from my peers but now I see how fortunate I am to be different.
Okinawans threw rocks at me yelling “Yankee Go Home!” while my American friends yelled at me with “You Jap!”
I always felt bad about how I grew up until I learned more about children in countries where there still is war going on.
I still remember being very confused as a child growing up in Okinawa. Was I an American? Was I a Japanese? Why do the children around my home throw rocks at me and yell “Yankee Go Home!”
Why do they say that I can’t visit their home because their parents or grand parents just didn’t approve of me? And yet at school, why do my school mates tease me as a “Jap” and don’t let me play games with them?
Which one am I – an American or a Japanese? These questions spinned around in my head all the time and I just couldn’t understand.
I asked my parents a few times when I just couldn’t stand it but I never got the answer I was looking for. When I asked my father or mother “which one am I?”, they always said “you are both.” It didn’t help because as a child your primary goal is to fit in your peer group.
I was always so different from people around me – what I wore, how I sounded, how I looked and even what I did. I also didn’t know why I was always being ostracized when I desperately wanted to fit in as a child. My parents said that I was very lucky and that people tease me because they are jealous with what I have.
I always thought it was my parent’s fault that I was like this (of course technically I am a result of their marriage) and I never thought they understood my feelings. I was always going to be half of something and never “whole.” I didn’t like it and I know it bothered me for a long long time.
As I think about it now, I don’t know what answer I was looking for from my parents but I certainly struggled to find out who I was.
It is only when I started to travel the world and study world history that I realized I really wasn’t that unique compared to other children who grew up in an international environment. As I started to get more familiar with European history, I was ashamed of feeling so sorry for myself when I was growing up.
There are more children who are a result of international marriages and some of these children are in countries where there is war. These children can speak several languages compared to only two that I speak. I thought I was different but boy, these children are unbelievable.
It was very difficult growing up being different but as we grow up and get older, it makes it more gratifying to be different. And it really is fantastic to be international as our world sees no boundaries. I love my background and I love what I have.
I love to be different and I am proud to be Tomoe Cooper!
I do have to note here though that there is a reason why the generation of people in Okinawa who experienced the Battle there hated the Americans. There is no reason why I had to be teased but Okinawa was the bloodiest battle of the Pacific War killing more people than from the atomic bomb dropped on Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
Until this day, Okinawans (they are Japanese but locally call themselves Okinawans) still have demonstrations against the US military bases demanding that they leave the island. You can find out more by going to the website and reading about the Battle of Okinawa.
So, if you take away just one thing from this… being different and international is GREAT!
I know this lens focused around me and who I am but I really wanted to emphasize and reach out to others who grew up in an international environment and felt that they just somehow didn’t fit in to their environment or social network.
I wanted to let other international children and adults know that it is okay to be different and that it will someday become an asset for you if you don’t think it is right now. Be proud of who you are and know that you are special.
Being different is actually a very good thing!