Manila, February 15, 1945
A provost official –one of the many new friends with whom we had been fraternizing– offered me a trip to Manila in his jeep. I… Read More »Manila, February 15, 1945
A provost official –one of the many new friends with whom we had been fraternizing– offered me a trip to Manila in his jeep. I… Read More »Manila, February 15, 1945
Papa cooked some cassava and we ate it with sugar. Also a sip each of coffee. We didn’t care to eat. Now there is a… Read More »Tuesday, February 13, 1945
We went back to our place and cleaned up the debris and swept inches and inches of ashes which burned our feet. Then we soaked… Read More »Monday, February 12, 1945
A feeling of depression has overtaken the Japanese. Everyone expected Yamashita to do something big in honor of yesterday’s festival. Kigen-setsu, empire foundation day. But… Read More »12th February 1945
We had breakfast and started doing our housework but once in a while we would jump down the trapdoor to the dugout because of the… Read More »Sunday, February 11, 1945
When it got bright we started fixing our house. We were preparing the whole day to run away. For my knapsack I got a nepa… Read More »Saturday, February 10, 1945
We awoke hearing the rumbling of tanks. We thought they were American tanks but we were mistaken. We spent the whole morning downstairs. We only… Read More »Friday, February 9, 1945
Few people walked out in the streets because of the shelling. The shrapnels fell like scattered stones on rooftops. By midnight shells came nearer. Frank… Read More »Thursday, February 8, 1945
Returned to Manila with food supplies for the family. Saw the destruction by three direct hits on Tata’s house by six inch Japanese shells. Five… Read More »February 8, 1945 — Thursday