Chapter 3 –The
Japanese-American War in Philippines at Dayhagan, Pilar, Capiz & Dayhagan, Carles, Iloilo in 1944
I remember one time, the whole community
in Dayhagan, Pilar, Capiz where we reside were ordered to leave their homes.
They were transferred to the village
center. Every family started to build
small huts in the middle of the village. All the families were to be concentrated in
that area. They built a Track and Field area where residents, specially the youth can
compete in running 100 meters and 200 meters of
short distance running. Those were games for exercises and keep the
young busy ordered by the village officers on order of the Japanese.
There were also a community
competitions which was like “Rodio de
Anillo” where participants ran
fast and tried to hit the
“anillo”, a round circle about 3 inches diameter that were suspended about 10 feet
from the ground. There were small prizes for the winners. It was an order
by village officials to make life
a little enjoyable , living with fears
under the Japanese soldiers control of the villages. In just
few weeks
we were all living in small huts, concentrated in Dayhagan village.
Farmers go to
their farm and work on their rice fields,
bananas and different kinds of root crops during the days. The fisher folks go to the seashores or the
seas to fish or gather shells. We were
living in the “concentraton camp” about 1 kilometers away from the seashore.
All go back to their homes to sleep during the nights. This was the new
directives by the Japanese. Concentrated
families in the village could be
easily monitored.
I remembered Sabbath Schools and Sunday Schools before were in the bigger home of some
members. Now, this were done under
some trees with shades. The cottages and huts were too small for a few
people inside. Group meetings were
now under the trees. I heard from my uncle, the reason for the concentration of the
residents. The Americans
were coming back to the Philippines.
During that time, I was nearly 5 years old.
I remembered stories of Japanese
soldiers coming in our
village looking for guerrillas. My
grandmother, and most people were afraid
of the Japanese. I heard stories of the Japanese tyranny on civilians.
There were stories in nearby villages and towns, where civilians were shot by the Japanese. There
was even
story that a mother was
bayoneted together with her child by the Japanese. Every time we hear Japanese were coming, we all hide and disappeared
in the heavily forested swamps.
One day, about 11:00 AM, there were two men who arrived at home.
I have never saw these men before.
One was shorter. The other a bit taller. They went
to me when I came inside to drink
water. We were playing with my friends outside.
And the taller man tried talked
to me and tried to lift me. But I
refused. When my mother came in from
the the field, she told me that the
taller man was my father.
He tried to befriend me.
My father told me stories of his life in the Japanese concentration camps in
Tarlac. Those were very hard life. It was said, nearly 50,000 soldiers
died in the Japanese
concentration camps. The major
causes of death were dissentery, typhoid
fever and cholera. They often buried some 500
dead soldiers in mass graves daily.
My father said he worked very
hard to survive the
sickness and diseases. One of the
thing that helped him was chewing
ginger. He always carry and chew
ginger during his Japanese internment.
He told me he bought some ginger roots and planted it in their prison garden.
Ginger has anti-biotic properties and
good disinfectant. He used it as
a beverage, boiling ginger in a cup of
water and drink every morning. No sugar
were used. There were no sugar in the
camp. And he made sure he and the sorroundings were
always clean. He always
drink
boiled water from the rivers and
wells. He has a canteen and a
canteen cup, where he boiled water. Some
soldiers, drunk water from the wells and
river without boiling. Many of them got
sick. And the death for cholera,
dyssntery and thypoid fever were
heavy. Often there were blooted dead bodies that floot on the river
side.
My father
said he always prayed asking God for
health and strength. He did not know when they will be released from
prison. He and his friends tried to find
way to make life a little bit easier. They were always hungry. They planted
vegetables in some small plots. Vegetables gave them health and strength.
Some prisoners were released and allowed to go home. Unfortunately some of
them who returned were arrested by the guerrillas who suspected them of having been
indoctrinated by the Japanese. Some were
detained and investigated.
Some were killed, suspected that
they are now loyal to the Japanese.
My father told me that when he and
about 10 prisoners were released, the went to Manila, then proceeded to Tayabas
province in southern Luzon. From Tayabas, he and 4 of his comrades, took a
boat to Carles. The boat was operated by a certain Mr. Ocena. The boat carried
salt to Carles and Estancia. While on their way, they passed by Romblon
province to get drinking water. But they were stopped by the guerrillas and
brought to their camp.
My father said they were investigated
by the Romblon guerrillas in the camp. Near the guerrilla camp, there where many coconuts growing and bearing fruits. They were held
for 4 days by the guerrillas. He said, nearby,
under the coconut trees, there were
some mounds with bamboo crosses.
He was told by the by civilians,
these were graves of Japanese war prisonners who retunred and were executed by guerillas, believing that they were already to the Japanese. They will be
dangerous to the guerrillas if they were allowed to live.
My father said he assured the
guerrilla commander they remained to the
Filipino cause. That if they doubted their loyalty, he asked the commander to
give th e 5 of them arms, and they weill attack the Japanese camp. He told him, it will be better for them
fighting the Japanese than to be killed by fellow Filipinos, now guerrillas.
Later, they were ordered released. They can proceed to Iloilo. But the
guerrillas asked for 10 sacks of salt. He said, they contributed to buy salt
for the guerrillas.
My father said, it was very hard
experience to be imprisoned by the Japandes for about 3 years. Then, after they
were released, the Filipino guerrillas nearly executed them, doubting their
loyalty.
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