Meeting the Nikkei-Peruvian
At first I thought it would be difficult to meet people, but
as soon as my colleagues and I walked into Comercial E.M.Y.
everyone's eyes seemed to shift in our direction. We sat down,
ordered our pollo a la brasa and Inca Kolas, and befriended a
little boy who became the guide through an unimaginable procession
of life stories. After we finished our meal, we decided to go
on with our interviews. I saw a woman sitting next to two young
men. I approached her and asked if she minded a few questions
about her experience in Oizumi. She accepted and I began to explain
to her what my colleagues and I were doing. 
She asked me where I was from because she did not think that I "looked" American. As soon as I revealed that I am a Peruvian living in the United States, I was rapidly bombarded by a series of questions about visas and my family's experience there. The two young men, Renato and Paco, sitting next to her were also curious about visas to the United States. They felt comfortable speaking with me and at the same time eager to learn as much as possible about the United States and how to get there. The questions were: "How did my family get the visa to go to the United States? How easy was it to get jobs? How did I like the United States? Or if there was a large Peruvian or Latin American community there?" They all seemed to have a preconceived image of the United States as a place where economic prosperity and community intertwine. They agreed that life there, or anywhere else, would be easier and more pleasant than life in Japan. When I asked one of them why he wanted to move to the United States he responded by saying that the "United States is a country to go and live rather than just work."
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