One of the author's oppressors that time was Takashi Nagase. How can these devils still sleep at night or did they have conscience, are just some of the questions bugged me whenever I read this kind of books. The hardships of these POWs are detailed on these novels and I can't fathom on how the oppressors could easily torture them. This is my nth time to read a novel with the same setting and I always imagine putting myself on the shoes of those who experienced the war. How can these devils still sleep at night or did they have conscience, are just some of the questions bugged me whenever I read this I don't know why I'm always fascinated in reading memoir of POWs or anyone who lived during the WWII.
I don't know why I'm always fascinated in reading memoir of POWs or anyone who lived during the WWII.
All this occurred fifty long years after the events happened, which demonstrates that indeed life can change for the better. I will not reveal the conclusion of the book except to say that seldom have I read of such an emotional upheaval with beautiful passages of forgiveness and reconciliation. There is always a simmering pain beneath the surface that corrodes the soul. Brutality is personal and those who experience it carry the physical – and more particularly, the mental scars for life. As can be expected the memories never go away and he develops an enduring hatred of his captors that continually haunts his dreams. The overpowering strength of this book is how the author endured after the war. The diet was minimal – several prisoners contracted diseases and died due to their weakened condition. We are provided with searing portrayals of his long incarceration – the torture of himself and his comrades, his interrogations, lengthy imprisonment in small cells where silence was maintained for months at a time. His entire life was shattered when he was taken prisoner of war by the Japanese when Singapore surrendered in February of 1942. He trained somewhat in Scotland and England – and then was shipped to India and finally Singapore in November of 1941. Given his predilection for structure, the army also provided that, when he was recruited at the outbreak of war in 1939. His descriptions of his upbringing and his infatuation with trains give stark contrast to the later events. The author had a rather sheltered life in Scotland. The writing is to the point and very poignant, giving much feeling to the sufferings the author endured. He trained somewhat in Scotland and E This is an extraordinary personal rendition of the ordeal of this man’s life. This is an extraordinary personal rendition of the ordeal of this man’s life.
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