The reason why Japanese soldiers did not rape women was not only because their discipline was high. It is a chapter that originated on 2018-07-03.
* Those who can read this chapter without tears are the employees of the Asahi Shimbun and the so-called cultural people who are in tune with it that the representative player is Kazaburo Oe and Haruki Murakami is needless to say other than NHK staff. It will not be.
All Japanese except them should be we could not repress our tears *
The following is a continuation of the previous chapter.
Is not Japan being falsely accused?
The reason why Japanese soldiers did not rape women is not only because discipline was high. The local sanitation was not good at all.
Venereal diseases and infectious diseases were also concerned.
So, it needed a comfort station, and it was installed.
There was plenty of fear of suffering from syphilis in sexual intercourse, so rape, etc. was out of the question.
Japanese soldiers were thinking nothing of rape and so did not do it first.
When a Japanese soldier saw a woman attacked it randomly, such a story was disseminated, nowadays there are truly received, the Japanese soldiers at the time were watchful. The hygienic concept was thorough.
Because it is, when seeing from such a story, the human being who knows those days, it is the absurd and impossible story. Instead, there are many stories where what the Chinese soldiers did is the talk of what the Japanese sold did.
Professor Higashi Nakano Shudo is doing photographic verification of the Nanjing incident.
Among the fake pictures of that hand, for example, there was a photograph of the photographs of the Japanese who died in the Tongzhou Incident as evidence that the Chinese were murdered in the Nanking Massacre.
There are also pictures of processed bandits and brigands.
Looking at the execution method, it is thought that it is a method of handling the Chinese way as if it is anything, but there were things that it is said to be a massacre of Japanese soldiers.
I think that the actions of Chinese soldiers are accused of Japanese soldiers in considerable part.
I stayed in China until the end of the war. I often heard stories about the situation, but I have never heard of the story that Japanese soldiers massacred people in Nanking. If there was a genocide in Nanking, something fragmentary must also be able to detect such a trace, but it is not there either.
I think that it was a complete fiction that the massacre was in Nanjing as it is being told, and I want to clear the Japanese soldier's name of stigma while I live It is.
This draft continues.
Draw that was terrible
The end of the war was at the age of seven.
I am in the second grade of elementary school.
It was regrettable.
My head turned white rather than shock.
What happened? What does it mean that Japan loses? It is a feeling. Anyway, it hasn't hit me yet.
However, I remember that the attitudes of Chinese and Korean people around us suddenly changed.
Notably, the way Korean people changes might be said to do a 180-degree turn.
There was the person who starts to talk big steeply, too.
Some were high-handed and outrageous behavior.
When they saw Japanese people, they used to throw us with bamboo chopsticks.
Fortunately, I was not attacked because I was a child, but I had an unpleasant time very much.
Some of my classmates were scolded for no reason.
My father had a trading company and was working with them by hiring Chinese people, but there were also Chinese who said that they would give away all the property of my home.
There was a car with a driver in my house, so it was wealthy.
However, my father cherished Chinese employees.
My father was like to be brought to trial as a war criminal because he was involved in military-related work, and once he was detained, it was the Chinese people who helped my father at this time.
My father's subordinates and the people who worked with him in various places, saying "Suzuki is not a bad person, that we prove," and so the father was released.
Since my father was detained like that, it was hard to pull it off from the Chinese continent.
My mother and I led a 4-year-old and 3-year-old sister and walked 120 kilometers from Beijing, Tianjin to the port with luggage.
It was hard.
Repatriates were often placed in facilities like "camps."
A Chinese official loots saying, “Censoring a package.”
We are put into such a "camp" before we go to the port, and every time they take valuable articles.
It is ordered "Come here" and taken to the facility.
Only even it is not enough, but a mother and two younger sisters and I send to a decrepit facility like barracks, two or three days, to be obliged to stay.
The cold wind comes in without remorse.
So the luggage is taken out, and the valuable articles are thoroughly pulled out.
My mother cherished boots that were presented by my father.
It was a splendid one made in Europe.
My father will be captive.
My mother thought that she didn't want to let go, but she told me, "Shiro, bad, please wear this."
"Please wear it back home."
If I wear it, it would not be taken by the Chinese.
But for women with fur.
I put on silently and walked the mainland of China.
Along the way, we were sometimes packed on the roofless train of the freight train lie on top of one another.
It is not something like "ride" or "be put."
It is "packed" as a package.
A strong man gets in support from below like a so-called underlay, and a woman stuffed on it.
It will only run a short distance, but we will not have to walk a little mile.
The inferiorness was terrible.
It would have been the worst if it rained.
We think that we didn't become sick well.
On the way, two younger sisters were often fretful.
It would be so.
120-kilometers can't walk absolutely.
I think my mother was already gasping.
My younger sister was three years old, so I have to hold it, and I have more luggage.
My younger sister was three years old, so my mother has to hold her, and more has luggage.
I can not live without walking with another sister's hand, but I am even more likely to give up.
Anyway, "Shiro, because you are the only man you are. Dad is said to be captive and does your best now",
"It's a Japanese boy, I will never be beaten!" That's all.
There aren't hardships or anything anymore.
While I was beside myself with fear, I was just desperate.
So I finally got to the port and got on an American ship.
We arrived at a harbor finally by it, and we were getting on an American ship.
It was just before leaving the port that I met my released father again.
My father cleared his name rushed to the harbor with a Chinese driving car, and it said that he was in time for by a whisker just before leaving the port, but I would have been tired and to feel relieved of my burden. I was sleeping like mud, and I don't remember.
After that, I went out to the deck of the ship to see the sea.
I remember being surprised when the deep yellow sea turned into a blue sea.
As the Chinese sea says the Yellow Sea, it is yellow.
I used to think that the sea was yellow until then, so I was afraid when I first saw the blue sea I had never seen.
When we arrived at the port of Nagasaki, it was a season when the cherry blossoms were blooming.
It is a strangely cold season in China, but Japan is a clear and mild spring day.
How beautiful it is to see the cherry blossoms.
I thought when or not here is heaven.
