初めてのアメリカは中学一年生の時、祖母に同伴したハワイ旅行だった。
本土に初めて降り立ったのは大学３年の時。
自ら志願してようやく米国で勉強する機会を得られたというのに、何もかもが初めてで不安でたまらなかった。
当時は認めたくなかったけれど、明らかにホームシックに罹っていた。
留学を終えて、最後に立ち寄ったビバリーヒルズ。
小高い山の上に立つ豪華な家屋を眺めながら、神戸や横浜の街を想い、ますます帰りたくなった。
10数年ぶりに同じ景色を眺めた。
変わらずにあるもの、変わり続けているもの、変わりゆくもの。
いろんな経験をして、いろんな想いを連ねてきたけれど、ここに来るとあの頃の無垢な気持ちを思い出す。
そうだ。原点に帰ろう。
自分らしさを忘れずに、生きていこう。
The first experience in the United States was a trip to Hawaii I was
accompanied by my grandmother when I was in a 7th grade.
I had the first step on the mainland when I was a university student, 3rd
grade.
Though it was an opportunity to study in the US finally volunteered,
everything was dying with anxiety for the first time at all.
I did not want to admit at that time, I was clearly homesick.
I stopped by Beverly Hills after I had finished studying.
While enjoying the luxurious house standing on a mountain hill, it reminded
me the city of Kobe and Yokohama, and I wanted more and more to go
back to Japan.
I was looking at the same view for the first time in 20 years.
There were some unchanged, those that continue to change, and the
changing things.
I had various experiences and various feelings, but I remember feeling
that I was innocent by coming here.
So, I will go back to basics.
I will continue to live, along with never forget to suit me.
