There are no family photographs, only memories. Memories of a five-year old imprisoned by Japanese soldiers. Memories of love, courage and most of all hope. Hope that there was a God who would walk through the valley of death, known as WWII, with her. And He did.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Old Enough To Work
Today, we found out that we are prisoners of both Japanese and Indonesian soldiers. They must be working together which is very confusing. Mammie says to pray for our president, Sukarno ,because he doesn't seem to be on our side. I really don't understand, but I will pray for him.
Greta was taken away later this day. She told me not to worry. The soldiers said that she was old enough to work. She will work in the kitchen. "Dear Jesus, keep her from all harm. Send your Angels to protect her and surround her every minute of every day that we are here."
Oh no, I have to go now. There is a young girl being dragged away. I have to find my Mammie and my brothers. Soon I will write again and hopefully with good news. Pray for that little girl. Her name is Becca.