That I’m an Alien?
I now have a card to prove it. This card must be on me at all times. Spouse and offspring are also aliens. Without this card, one is unable to get an apartment or cell phone. HMMM. How about a little “best practice” sharing between the US and Japan? When one inspects this card closely, quite a substantial amount of information can be garnered about me if you care to dig deeper. For instance, my nationality is Pennsylvania. Look at my picture- it is very humid here. The Head of the Household is identified. Interestingly, I am not the Head of the Household.
Aren’t all women the “Heads of the Households”? Men are the primary Breadwinners in many instances and my observation has been that usually women “run” the day-to-day operations of the “Household.” For 18 years spouse and I shared the title “Head of Household”since I worked full-time. I assumed full duty when I left work and roles changed. This alien registration card made me think about this topic and the changes it’s had on our lives and on this move in particular.
To be continued….