S; Here's a good website on Camps in the Dutch East Indies if you want to read more; indischekamparchieven.nl Another site (Dutch); japanseburgerkampen.nl And this is where I got a few of the illustrations from, you can find more there; geheugen.delpher.nl/en/geheugen/...
A bit on the Bersiap period; en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bersiap And on the Japanese camps; en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Civilia...
Adding these great pictures; A Gurkha swinging his khukri. Recipients of the Victoria Cross, Gurkha, and Indian. Gurkha & Sikh soldier inspecting a khukuri. I wish I had an original 1940s Khukuri knife.
Did you see "VJ Day 80: We Were There" on BBC Two last Wednesday? A good watch. I didn't know about the Chindits...
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I was stationed with Gurkha units with the UN. They still carry khukris, though I've never heard of one for sale.
Knowing that you owe your life to so many strangers from so many different backgrounds is very humbling. I think knowing and realising this made me a better person, more grateful. Eternal gratitude to all tho then fought for our freedom & lives.
A fascinating retelling of awful times. Thank you for sharing your family's story with us.
Thank you, Jo. I've had Dutch-Indo friends nearly my entire life. Our family still enjoys foods we learned from them.
What an amazing story, featuring some astonishing bravery and kindness. Thank you for sharing
Thanks Jo, what an interesting stort, and what amazing drawings. It's always fascinating to hear about these unfamiliar corners of History.
Wow. Powerful and moving accounting. I'm *so* sorry your family experienced that and as someone who believes in + experiences generational trauma, my ❤️ goes out to u. Heard a similar story by someone who was in a camp in Philippines. When she + family were liberated no one wanted to hear their
story or knew how to respond. As a result they stopped talking abt it. Never forgot that. So glad you found the diplomat and were able to tell the story to his family. Growing up I experienced too many traumatic events. So many ppl along the way helped me survive and move on until I got the help
I needed. Didn't recognize it at the time but sure do now. It's humbling to realize I didn't survive all by myself. It took "a village". 1 person in particular I've tried to find to say thank you, but can't find him. Others have passed. I'm humbly grateful to them all. Can so relate to you. TY. ❤️
It's awful but everyone back then had to deal with PTSD, so I can't really blame one group not understanding or listening to another group, they had their own traumas. To make things worse the next generation, beatniks/hippies, didn't care at all or were too confrontational & accusatory.
Really good points I hadn't thought of or considered before. Thank you.
I've spoken to a lot of people who lived through WW2 and even the common lucky ones who just spend the war going to their office, having a family life and didn't really suffer, had PTSD due to air raids, house searches, etc. I never met anyone who wasn't broken by that war :(
My family experienced the hatred of Americans towards anyone who came from Germany (during both WWI and II). Often wondered how that affected them individually and as a family unit. Haven't worked that out totally yet, but know the pain was definitely there.
I was thinking something similar after reading your comment. So much going on in US too. Coming out of depression; rise of facism; waiting to hear abt or from a loved one; rise of hate towards German-Americans; Japanese internment camps. Thnx for the reminder to zoom out.