Japanese Internment 2

Japanese Internment 2
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  • We won't protect you in Japan little girl, you're a traitor!
  • Go back to your people, you'll never be like us Canadians. 
  • EXPLOSION AT PEARL HARBOUR
  • Don't listen to them sweetie.
  • ... not only Pearl Harbour, they got Hong-Kong too!
  • So they say, P.M King's already declared war on those Jap's!
  • Mother says the White British Columbians are scared, because the government won't be able to protect them if the Japanese invade. I'm scared too, no one wants us, no one will protect us if a war erupts in Canada. 
  • But Sir, that boat's mine, I bought it when I first moved to Canada.
  • Listen, that boat is government property. It is being confiscated, end of discussion. 
  • Today my father came home from work early. It is the beginning of December, so when he told me it was too cold to work at the fishing docks, I believed him. He and mother were talking in a tense tone that made me scared, and when I asked they told me that something bad happened in the United States. 
  • JAPANESE-CANADIAN SCHOOL
  • CLOSED
  • Mother and father have been talking very seriously about Prime Minister Mackenzie, and his hostility towards people like us. We went on a walk for some fresh air but even so, there's no escaping the news these days. 
  • Sir, your RCMP registration please, we'll need your son's as well.
  •  On the newspaper, I caught glimpses of a phrase over and over, "Enemy Aliens", what does that mean? Then one day, father's boat was confiscated. He said it was priceless to him, but the government would sell it for almost nothing at all. It was then that I knew what it meant to be an enemy alien. 
  • Things only began to worsen from there, the school my brother and I attended was shut down. In addition, my brother's shortwave radio was confiscated by the government, this really upset him as well. 
  • The saddest day of my life began early in the morning. Two officers came banging on our door, and ordered us to leave. We lost everything, our house, each other, we could only take one suitcase each.  It all happened so quickly, father and brother would go to work in a road camp, mother and I were going to a place called Alberta. 
  • This isn't a "protective measure", this is discrimination! You can't separate me from my family!
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