Hayaku! Hayaku!

June 17, 2016 • Willian Takashi Oki

With this word Hayaku spoken in a firm voice and repeatedly, my mother woke me up every morning so as not to be late for school. Hayaku was also speaking! Hayaku! that she rushed us to do things, because slowness is not her thing. In fact, to this day my mother is known as “Amélia Hayaku Hayaku”. I am a third-generation Nikkei, my father and mother were born in Brazil, my maternal grandmother was born in Brazil and my paternal …