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“I’m neither an American nor Japanese and I’m an American and Japanese at the same time. It sometimes confuses me and I keep asking myself who I am,“ my Japanese-American friend said to me once before. I didn’t know what to say, but I was thinking about what he said and the answer to his question could be why I am in America now. Two years ago, I went to the East coast on our school trip. There I communicated with people who had the different backgrounds from mine for the first time. I stayed with an American family during my stay in Boston. Everything was new to me; from the size of a coffee cup to their way of thinking and feeling. Though it was exciting to experience the different culture, but at the same time it was hard to understand it sometimes. Through the stay with the American family, I got shocked, surprised and confused many times. On the last day of my stay, I was feeling they’re my real family. We had a great time together even though we had a hard time to understand each other sometimes. We shared our laughter, impressions, anger, tears and joy. There was no difference between our smiles and tears. Through this experience, I found the difference between the backgrounds is not important.