In the month of May when the rains started falling, the rice paddies became full of water. Dry season was over! Rainy season had set in. Our evacuation site was flooded! Food had become very scarce. We had been out of town for five months, eating what we had stored for rainy days. Our relatives […]
1994 Memoir – 136. Life Of Evacuees
The next thing I did after settling in our hut was build a dugout. I saw to it that it had beams overheard with G.I. sheets to hold lots of soil, on which I planted spinach. It was “L”-shaped and could house ten persons. I placed wooden floorings and also wooden sidings to make our […]
1994 Memoir – 134. Pat And I Built Our Hut
After we had located our campsite near a family that had a water pump, I started carrying from town on my back pieces of lumber, burned G.I. sheets, and sawali (soft bamboo slats). We had no nails, only copper from burned electric wire for tying up things, including our G.I. roofing. I dug the holes […]
1994 Memoir – 106. Unusual Food For P.O.W.’s
As we grew more and more hungry, we ate anything that could be eaten inside the C.C.C., including the bark and roots of the “Alibangbang” trees after all their leaves were cooked for food. Grasshoppers, ants, and lizards were included in our individual meals. One day I witnessed a water buffalo killed and cooked for […]
1994 Memoir – 97. A P.O.W. Dies By My Side
Before we went to sleep, a P.O.W. by my side confided to me that he was too weak and couldn’t make it until the following day. He told me his name, his address, and his parents’ name to inform them what happened to him as a P.O.W. When I woke up the following morning, he […]
1994 Memoir – 95. Marching Under The Rain
Halfway to our destination, when we were all getting hungry, tired, and weary, a strong rain relieved us of our thirst and lack of bath for many days. We welcomed the rain, as a turtle thrown into the water welcomes it. All of us got wet except a few, like me, who had a raincoat […]
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