Tony Osumi
Tony Osumi é um Hapa Yonsei que mora em Culver City, CA com sua família. Atualmente, ele leciona na 3ª série e atua no Nikkei Progressives e no Camp Musubi. Ele adora procurar restaurantes cantoneses tradicionais e pedir homyu e pato com amêndoa.
Atualizado em agosto de 2017
Stories from This Author
Cercar, em dança
17 de Agosto de 2017 • Maiya Kuida-Osumi , Jenni “Emiko” Kuida , Tony Osumi , Evelyn Yoshimura , traci kato-kiriyama
No Nikkei Uncovered deste mês, damos adeus à temporada de Obon com reflexões especiais de uma família de ativistas/artistas e de uma lenda local e organizadora comunitária. Maiya, Jenni e Tony Kuida-Osumi compartilham conosco poemas que ligam a dança que fazemos em comemoração aos ancestrais em Obon, com homenagem em ação à comunidade, à nossa luta compartilhada, a Los Angeles. Evelyn Yoshimura nos traz um breve ensaio refletindo sobre o desapego e as imagens que brotam da própria dança. Esperamos …
Los Angeles Nikkei
9 de Abril de 2014 • Tony Osumi
Westside Sanseisaying good riddance to scotch-tape and black mascaraas you board the Asian American Movement—c. 1968Next Stop…S. F. State, Manzanar, Agbayani Village, Wounded Knee, I-Hotel…armed with Issei comradesMalcolm’s ghostand the Red Bookyou hunt America’s three-headed beastrace/sex/classmaking Third World-class timewith a strong East Wind at your backthe People at your side Sawtelle Sanseipumping gas and checking oilto pay the note on a newmaroon ’65 Mustangbuilt by union handslike those in Pico Riverabefore Ford dropped a bomb3000 workers widefront-line casualtiesfrom unfriendly fireblue collar …
Issei Spirits
24 de Março de 2014 • Tony Osumi
rattling rice cookergohan steamingissei ghost escapespirits risejust in timeto wash up for dinner come and join me, old-timerthere’s boiled squid—shoyu satoand aunty’s takuanand if you like, tamago gohan let this yonsei steam you a fishginger, green onions, sesame oiltaught to me by a Chinese buddy Nihonmachi has changed ojisanno more pool halls or china meshiand poor Weller Streethas been swallowed upby a monster named Kajima so tell me the truthdid you really set plantation firesand block home platein dusty lots …
Community Restructuring: Camps 1995
12 de Março de 2014 • Tony Osumi
Lately I’ve been having a reoccurring dream—a real nightmare. In my dream Japanese Americans are sent back to Camp. It begins with me dropping by my grandma’s to see if there are any leftovers for dinner. But something is terribly wrong. Grandma is frantically burying the rice cooker and mumbles something about not getting caught with subversive contraband. When I ask her where Uncle Bill is, she tells me he’s packing for the Trip. When I press her for details …
The Spirit of Gambatte-san
26 de Fevereiro de 2014 • Tony Osumi
Once upon a time, there was a woman named Ms. Gambatte who lived in Little Tokyo. Gambattesan’s home, like many in Little Tokyo at the time, stood in the shadow of a giant mountain. Known as Kajimayama, the towering mountain stood so tall that it blocked out the sun for miles around, forcing Little Tokyo into gloomy darkness. Without the sun’s energy, plants died, animals went hungry, and people’s bodies grew cold and unhappy. Every morning, Gambattesan asked the giant …
A Little Tokyo Bully Learns a Lesson
17 de Fevereiro de 2014 • Tony Osumi
Once upon a time there were a group of children who lived in Little Tokyo. Like most boys and girls they played together. They’d shoot marbles near Little Tokyo Towers, jumped rope along Weller Street, and played handball behind the Far East Cafe. One of the children was named Benji O. Tani. Because Benji’s family owned the biggest business in Little Tokyo, he always had the fanciest marbles and newest jump ropes and handballs. But Benji was a very selfish …