I had a really good history teacher who taught us with enthusiasm and made every lesson interesting.
I understand she had to more or less stick to the curriculum, but I moved to Asia when I was 26 and visited their museums and galleries. I realise we cannot be taught everything in our lessons here and obviously they have to do it all with European slant, we were taught European WWII. I had no idea just how vicious the Japanese had been or the other little nuances that had gone on.
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This was one of the most interesting galleries I had visited. It was a pictorial time line from the beginning of WWII through to 'peace'.
On the 15th February every year Singapore marks National Defence Day. It is the day Britain surrendered Singapore to Japan and the Japanese occupation was complete, in 1942.
I will never forget how one year I was at the playground with my children. The national siren sounds for a minute. There was an elderly lady sat beside me on the bench. I could see she had tears streaming down her face, when the siren ended I didn't know what to do - being very clearly British. I just said "I'm sorry" and she said "you will never understand how cruel they were" (not in a nasty way.)
She went on to tell me that Japanese forces came into her school and took all the children's shoes. Singapore is hot, the ground at the time which wasn't fully paved as it is now, was often lanes with soil on - like that hot beach sand on holiday. Searingly hot, those children had to walk home - often extensive distances, on that ground barefoot.
I think of that lady everyday 15th February and her poor barefeet.
Japanese cruelty. What was the point of that?