"I have forgiven the Japanese who tortured me, but I will never forget the crimes they committed." This is the author of this book, a former comfort woman, and a former victim Jan Ruf -O'Hern wrote his words for those sinners Forgiveness, I can't understand why she can forgive them. I can't forgive for being insulted, trampled on, enslaved, wiped out, separated from his wife and children, and his family was broken up. But I still admire the author's mind, even if he has encountered the most disgusting things. Once upon a time, I still had good intentions towards the world.
I finished reading this book with mixed emotions. Jan Ruf used his own pen to write down his ups and downs of life for more than 70 years. It is more real and more bloody than what is shown in TV series and movies. She has a fascinating personality. The beauty that people envy In her childhood, she had a heartbreaking experience of becoming a comfort woman. In her later years, she campaigned hard to fight back against the Japanese right-wing forces and some media who distorted, falsified, denied history and denied the shameless behavior of comfort women. She was the first person in Europe to A comfort woman who exposed the truth. Although history and humiliation have passed, they cannot be forgotten, let alone tampered with.
In 1923, Jan Ruf was born in a wealthy Dutch colonial family on the island of Java, India. A family full of happiness, extremely loving and intelligent parents who gave their children the best education. They used the Catholic tradition to cultivate Jan Ruf, especially her father who planted the seeds of hope in the author's heart, making her optimistic about life. Full of hope, this is probably the reason why Jan Ruf, who has encountered many misfortunes, can still take the initiative to forgive Japanese sinners.
As a child, Jan Ruf grew up with omnipotent parents. She could fall asleep listening to the wonderful music played by her parents every night. She could get whatever she wanted, and she could force her parents to do anything. Her prayerful father played with her. In her childhood, she had playmates, idols, faith, joy, and most importantly, during this period she had religious beliefs, which also made her Your life can be healed, healed by childhood, and healed by faith.
However, when she got her first period, she was also confused and worried. She inexplicably became a big girl by wearing a strange-shaped sanitary napkin. At that time, she was still wondering why the blood stains on her underwear turned her into a big girl. ?
However, such doubts obviously did not keep her entangled for too long, nor would they affect her happy life. When she was 16 years old, she followed her faith and became a Catholic nun. When it sounds, they begin to "recite prayers", which will soothe their mood. But she didn't know at this time that praying would not save her from abuse.
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On March 1, 1942, this was the third year that Jan Ruf became a nun. The Japanese invaded his hometown in this year and she was captured in the Ambalawa concentration camp.
Life in the concentration camp was very hard, and they spent every day in heavy labor. But compared to the suffering they would encounter in the future, they were undoubtedly lucky at this time, at least compared to what they would be in the future.
Although the barracks are full of bedbugs, lice and cockroaches, and although death may come at any time, her faith and experience make Jan Ruf not afraid of such a miserable life. She believes that sunshine will eventually come. , the Lord will bring them to see the light of day again, so she tries her best to help everyone in need, comfort them, encourage them, and tell them there is still tomorrow.
Despite this, more and more people have lost their faith and thoughts, and have completely become slaves to the walking dead. Some people ask, why don't they commit suicide? I have very little understanding of human nature, probably because when people reach the stage of being a walking dead, they don’t even have the courage to commit suicide.
Then, this inhuman slave life is not their end. Jan Ruf waits for their tomorrow, but it is not the beautiful tomorrow they expected, but a tomorrow that stretches deeper into the abyss.
In February 1944, just after Jan Ruf poured the feces from the cesspit into the transportation bucket and returned to the barracks with disgusting feces all over her body, she learned the news that she would be with 9 beautiful women. The girl was taken to a new place together, and she was smart enough to know that things would never be that simple.
She and 9 girls came to a clean house with all kinds of beautiful furniture, a place called Nanami House. After some selection, she and six girls were left.
On the night of the first day, all the girls were too nervous to sleep. They were uneasy. They didn't know what was going to happen next, but it certainly wouldn't be announcing to them that they were free.
But the next day, after some incomprehensible explanations from several Japanese officers, they knew why they came to the "Nanami House" and had only one purpose: to become a plaything for Japanese soldiers to vent their sexual desires. In other words, this is a brothel and they will become the sex slaves of Japanese soldiers.
The girls' bodies trembled involuntarily, and they tried every means to express their reluctance, telling the Japanese soldiers that they would rather die than become playthings, but who would care about the pitiful pleading of the weak? They were just prisoners. They had to do whatever the Japanese asked them to do? Talking about human rights and freedom at this time is nothing more than a daydream.
As a result, they were forced to sign contracts that they could not understand and were locked up ruthlessly in the Nanami House. The Japanese took photos of them, made a "menu", gave them new names, and then they were captured by the Japanese. Military selection.
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Panic and pleading could not help them turn the corner. The brothel was about to open. The reception area was filled with red-faced Japanese soldiers. They had even untied their trousers and belts, just waiting to vent their stored energy. I don’t know how many years of ancestral history DNA.
Seeing the wolf-like and eager Japanese soldiers outside, the seven virgin girls hid one after another, but in other people's cages, their hiding was nothing more than helpless lambs waiting to be slaughtered. , the more timid you are, the crazier they become. They are extremely afraid of the dark night, because when night comes, a new round of gang rape will begin again.
Nanami's house was filled with the lewd laughter of Japanese soldiers. One by one, the girls were violently pulled away by the Japanese soldiers. No matter how they resisted, it was in vain. Crying, protesting, and howling would only make the beasts more happy.
Jan Ruf hid in a dark corner, holding the cross in his chest, praying to God, and looking forward to God's coming. But what God can save is your heart. If he cannot save you, he can only tell you that what you encounter will make you stronger. Jan Ruf was discovered by a Japs with a ferocious face, a bloated body, and a bald head. He grabbed his hand and showed a lewd smile. Jan Ruf tried his best to resist, but he was no match for the strength of the Japs. Infinitely, she was finally dragged to the place where she was doing business.
She was roughly stripped of her clothes and lay naked on the bed. The Japanese used a steel knife to slash her throat, then her breasts, her abdomen, and finally her legs. Jan Ruf was toyed with like a mouse. When he got tired of playing with him, the Japs began to take off their clothes. The Japs, who smelled of sweat and had strong bad breath, showed their bestiality towards Jan Ruf and carried out ruthless acts. of trampling.
From then on, they became the land that the Japanese worked day and night, leaving behind a period of indescribable sadness. Their virginity was ruthlessly taken away, and a group of weak women became isolated and helpless sex slaves, so that every day they met they They are asking each other shamefully: "How many times were you raped last night?" What kind of concept is this? What does it mean when a woman asks this question? I have no words to describe it, I can only burst into tears.
Seven women start an endless game of cat and mouse, because the time each night is limited. If they can hide for one more minute, they may be raped one less time, but sooner or later their luck will run out, and the mice will eventually be raped. The cat scratches them all, and in the end they can only continue to endure the abuse.They cut off their hair, made themselves ugly and bald, and wore the shabbiest clothes, hoping to disgust the Japanese soldiers and stop violating them. But beasts are beasts after all, and what awaits them is the stench of sweat again and again.
After encountering the transmission of ancestral DNA again and again, the girls either contracted sexually transmitted diseases, became pregnant, or suffered from severe bleeding. Then the devils smoothly arranged for doctor examinations, and then they were examined by doctors in broad daylight and under the watch of everyone. , raped again, checked once, raped once.
After being raped like this for three months, they were sent to the concentration camp again, and when they left, they were told that they were not allowed to speak out about what happened here, otherwise they would be killed. Such a warning is obviously unnecessary. Who would expose their deep trauma to the world? How many people have such courage? Even our author only bravely spoke out after fifty years of silence when Japan denied the truth about the comfort women time and time again. But how many people still dare not speak out? How many people have lived this life in humiliation? No one will ever forgive them until they die?
Author of " Human World " Liang Xiaosheng said in the book "My Life and Me": "People have three kinds of destiny. What is given by parents is called destiny, what is cultivated by oneself is called real destiny, and what is given by culture is called self-cultivation. What is the fate of countless comfort women like Jan Ruf? Who gave it life? Did your parents deserve such a fate? Can you achieve such a fate by cultivating yourself? Can culture resist bestiality?
Jan Ruf was lucky. She met a husband who loved her and gave birth to a child she loved. At least she had something to look forward to in this life. She saw her hope come true, and her faith enabled her to forgive sinners in the end. I admire her kindness, but I think we should not be kind to animals. Crimes are indelible and history cannot be erased. How can we let go of the mistakes we have made?
If Jan Roof is just a Dutch woman with a different skin color and different nationality than us, then there are countless Chinese female compatriots in China who have never spoken out, who have been ravaged to the point of physical and mental loss, and who have been despised and spurned by men throughout their lives. How helpless are the surviving women? Perhaps many of those who witnessed it are no longer alive, which is one of the reasons why those beasts dared to start distorting the historical facts that there was no Nanjing Massacre and hundreds of thousands of comfort women. But just because a person dies, does not mean that the crime can be forgotten. .
Keep in mind the history, do not forget the national humiliation, and we should strengthen ourselves!
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