Personal Narrative: Pearl Harbor Bombing

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The downward spiral of madness began with the bombing. The bombing itself was a surprise, but the events that followed had changed the state of our family forever. A smoky dark grey filled the sky resembling clouds before a storm. I stood in shock at the sight, shaking my head in fear. A voice boomed over the loudspeaker revealing Pearl Harbor had been attacked by the Japanese. My mother and I were puzzled “What is Pearl Harbor?” I yelled out in alarm the situation was intense, we had the slightest idea of what was happening. That night, My Husband had burned and disposed of any and every connection we had to Japan, so many memories were suddenly burned to ashes in a crackling orange flame. Within about two weeks, I wept in so much pain and despair as I witnessed my Husband get taken away for something we had the slightest clue about until the next …show more content…

As joyous and merry as I was that day, things that year would turn for the worse. Paranoia was widespread after the bombing, because of this fear the government decided “it would be best” to place every Japanese American in Camps to ensure the safety of the country, disregarding our rights. So many things had been stripped away, our money, our house, just being in that camp slowly destroyed the bond I had with my family. It had only been a few weeks and I already felt a divided forming between all of us. What was once a crazy, chaotic, yet comfy scene in the mess hall had turned into running off to sit with others in other blocks, realizing my mother was much too weak and feeble to make the trip to and from the mess hall, and just simply understanding that something as simple as eating together was an activity that was practically impossible to get back. Just imagine years of this disconnect and how much it tears a family apart, that’s the exact thing went through and I suffered a great amount of heartache and pain watching as my family slowly drifts

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