One of things I love living in Dubai is being able to eat so many kinds of fruits, no matter what the season is. Pretty neat considering we live in the desert. Look what I found at the grocery store: Persimmons! It goes by the name “Kaka” here, just a wee bit different to what they’re called in Japan: “Kaki”.
It’s my favorite autumn fruit – that one fruit that sends me to nostalgia land every time I see it, or eat it.
Persimmon was the first fruit I ever ate in Japan. It was a chilly, rainy autumn day in October 16 years ago when I was ushered into the school dormitory, the place where I would spend more than 4 years. I did not know anyone and there was no other girl from my country. There were several students from Indonesia, Malaysia and Thailand – they were all friendly but at the end of the day, they would gather in their own groups, talking in their native languages. I was scared on my first night in Japan. Will I ever find friends?
I was lying in bed looking at the ceiling and thinking of my family back home (just you know, thinking because there is no internet and I did not have any mobile) I heard a knock on my door and when I opened, a sweet smiling girl, in her jammies greeted and welcomed me, bringing a basket of orange-ish fruit I didn’t know. She’s two years older than me and she’s from Thailand. I told her to come inside and we talked like there’s no tomorrow.
It was the night I made my first friend in a foreign country, while peeling and eating persimmons! So this fruit has a special place in my heart – the sweetness reminds me of the sweet gesture shown to me by a stranger turned good friend. I buy it every time I see it, even if it’s a bit expensive! (The label on the photo says 33.90 dirhams/kilo or US$9.00/kilo)