Since we just celebrated our Day of Valour or Araw ng Kagitingan here in the Philippines, I would tell you about the experience of my father and his family and his older brother who is a veteran and was one of those soldiers who fought for us during World War II.
While my uncle was fighting his best against Japanese soldiers, my Dad’s family had a slim chance to see him. Without my uncle’s knowledge, my father, my grandfather and my great grandfather were captured and they were held in a camp of the Japanese soldiers, my Dad was only a kid at that time. They were there for almost two nights, if not for their friend, they could not escape from that camp and maybe dead at that very moment.
The general who happens to be the friend of my great grand father, secretly told them how to escape, this general was an old friend of him before the World War II began. When the general asked his men who were the captures, they lead him to the prison bar and so he was surprised to see his old friend, my great grandfather. At night time came, the general sneak in and told them to escape.
My great grandfather thanks him so much, but right after that, they were not able to see the general once again. Their family was still wanted at that place because of my uncle, but they could not blame my uncle for doing what he thought was best. Besides, he fought because he wanted the freedom that our country must have during that time.
I was amazed how my family survived with those encounters, the youngest uncle was the one who told me when I was just a kid, he always love to tell us those memories during the Japanese regime. He even added that they supposed to be one of those refugees in Hawaii, if only they were not late when the ship departed from the dock.