Thursday, August 19, 2010

Yokoi

During WWII Guam was the only American soil occupied by the enemy. There are so many amazing stories from that time. Everywhere that you go on the island there are historical markers that tell some of the stories. This is one that I find particularly amazing.
Toward the end of the war Guam was liberated from the Japanese forces that had invaded three years earlier. While on the island the Japanese carved out caves in the dense jungle to hide in. For many years Japanese soldiers that were left behind used these caves to hide in and elude capture from the men of the island who hunted them for retaliation of the atrocities perpetrated on the people of Guam during the occupation. It took several years to round them all up. In 1972 two men checking out their fish traps stumbled upon a Japanese soldier who had been living in the jungle since WWII just south of where we live in Yona. The following is found on Jeff's Pirate Cove website and gives a better description of the story than I could ever tell.

The Story of Yokoi

According to news accounts, Sergeant Yokoi (Imperial Japanese Army) was found and captured January 25, 1972, after hiding in the jungles of Guam for twenty-eight years. The capture of Sergeant Yokoi was headline news worldwide. The story of the lon man's twenty-eight years of hiding and surviving with very little contact with "civilization" captured the attention of the world. When Yokoi stepped out of Guam's jungles he stepped out from the silence of the Talofofo river valley into the jet age. Remarkably Yokoi had correctly calculated the time that had passed while in the jungle and knew that the year was 1972 when he was captured.
A tailor by trade, Yokoi was uniquely suited for survival on the island of Guam. He was practical to a fault, rarely imagined problems, or let his imagination hinder his perceived need to hide. Yokoi was not alone in the jungles of Guam all of the time he was in hiding. Eight years prior to Yokoi's capture, two other Japanese soldiers died of malnutrition and disease. The two soldiers that hid out in the same area were the only humans Yokoi had any contact with. It was agreed between the three Japanese soldiers that they should limit their contact between each other as to avoid detection. Yokoi buried his compatriots in a cave and directed officials to this site soon after he was captured.
Yokoi was able to keep from getting ringworm, lice infestations and other infectious diseases by bathing frequently and thoroughly. He was remarkably healthy when he was found. He lived by trapping shrimp, fish, and rats and eating jungle vegetation. His movements were restricted to the night hours. The thick jungle in the area where Yokoi stayed helped him remain hidden.
Jesus Duenas and Manuel DeGracia were out checking fish traps when they saw Yokoi near a small river. Manuel and Jesus thought at first that Yokoi was a young man from their village who sometimes roamed the jungle.
Approaching Yokoi under this impression, they surprised Yokoi. DeGracia and Duenas were able to subdue Yokoi and brought the man out of the jungle tied and only slightly bruised. Little credit seems to be given to the fact that Manul DeGracia was gentle with the man. Japanese stragglers were ruthlessly hunted down and killed by local men who despised the Japanese as a result of atrocities committed by Imperial Japanese forces during their occupation of Guam.
Two grenades and a 155mm artillery shell were the only weapons found in the caves. The cave where the two compatriots were buried, as well as Yokoi's cave, were cleverly concealed and absolutely impossible to find if you did not know where to look.
Yokoi's twenty-eight years of hiding and deprivation can be seen as testimony to the strength of the human spirit, or as just another sad episode in the ongoing saga of warfare. Yokoi returned to Guam several times since his capture. He visited Jeff's Pirates Cove and enjoyed our great food and seaside setting. Sergeant Yokoi died in 1997.

Thursday, August 12, 2010

Shake Rattle N'Roll or IF THE ISLAND'S ROCKIN' It's Just Another Beautiful Day in Paradise!

As you may have heard we had an earthquake last week here on Guam. All right, you probably didn't hear anything about it. Turns out it's not that big a deal, happens all the time.  5.2 is large enough to make note of at the US Geological Survey and the local news, but that's about it. Except for Amber and the boys, no one else on the island made a single comment about it to me. Matter of fact, I didn't even feel it. Here I've been waiting all my life to experience an EARTHQUAKE, and I'm standing right here and MISSED IT! Well, actually I was walking and as I was passing through the living room I heard what I thought was thunder. I got to the bedroom and Amber was sitting on the bed looking mildly alarmed and said, "Are we having an earthquake"? "Nah, just another thunderstorm" I said. I completely blew her off! Sorry Hon...next time I'll listen to you better. You see, she has some experience. That was her second 5+ quake. The first being right after she got to the island while the rest of us were still in Iowa.
Our house has a few cracks in the walls above doors
from earthquakes. 
But never fear, two days later while sitting at my desk we had another one. Smaller one. Didn't make any headlines. But I felt it and heard it. I went running out the back door where the electrician was working on the air conditioner and yelled "Did you feel that!"  "What? ........ Earthquake?"  he said. And then a big grin spread over his face and he said "We get them all the time". Okay, now I feel really stupid. He might as well called me a silly haole [hou-lee, -ley] and told me the next time it happened I wouldn't be so impressed. I wondered how safe the buildings are. But while they were installing the  new air conditioner in our kitchen, it took them 40 minutes to drill a 2 inch hole through 12 inches of concrete and steel rebar.
Turns out that it wasn't even a big enough quake to get noticed. Nothing in the news or even the USGS website. Oh well, I felt it and heard it and now I can say I've lived through it! When we lived in Clinton, MO there was a 3.3 magnitude quake. Some people said they felt it. I think the person that felt it the most was the guy who printed up all the "I lived through the Great Clinton, MO Earthquake" t-shirts. Yeah, right in the old pocket book.
Anyway it was an uneasy feeling. Best described akin to the feeling you get when you step on something and it moves under your weight and you feel like you are about to fall......Only, I was sitting....

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

School Daze

Guam Schools......Deep breath, let it out slow....this is a tough nut to crack and we had less than 2 months to do it.
There are basically three school districts in Guam. Public schools, private schools and schools for military families.
The latter are on the military bases and from all descriptions they are identical to public schools on the mainland. We have no access to them, so attendance there isn't a consideration.
The public school system is an incongruity. We have not experienced them firsthand, but every opinion that we have solicited has been identical. The school buildings are in shambles. The outside looks like an abandon warehouse in need of repair and painting. Typhoon shutters falling off and hanging by one corner. Graffiti everywhere. The grass needs mowed and fences are rusty and falling down. Reportedly the maintenance of the restrooms is contracted out to a private company so inept that a part of daily school supplies is a personal cache of toilet paper. I heard a story of a boy who never went to the bathroom at school. Always "held it" till he got home. That's dedication....or desperation.....or, well....Freud may have said something about that.
The schools are big and long bus rides are the norm.
DOE makes GPA payment, avoids disconnection
Financial difficulties are a daily staple in the local news. Lately power was about to be shut off to all of the Department of Education properties the day before school was supposed to start because they had missed a monthly obligation of $200,000 against a million dollar debt to the Guam Power Authority. It was narrowly averted by a dramatic intervention from the Guam legislature to provide the funding needed. There seems to be a constant state of political chaos between the school board and all aspects of the Government of Guam.
The flip side is the teachers and staff are passionate and caring about education and the students. They successfully surmount all obstacles and students thrive despite the environmental challenges they face. There is a constant need for teachers in the public schools. Possibly, after a few years of teaching on the island they move to the mainland or to private schools to teach. "Brain-drain" is a problem. Young people don't often stay on the island after college.
Private schools are plentiful and diverse. Almost all of them are religiously based. There are a lot of Catholic schools since most people on the island are Catholic. Academic curriculum varies more than we bargained for. While looking for a school for Levi and Josiah we inquired with a small evangelical institution that appeared to be what we were looking for in a lot of ways, but the curriculum was entirely self-paced with a minimum of instruction from the staff. Tough for someone who has just made a HUGE move and REALLY tough for someone who is just starting his educational career and has a....uhm.....let's see....how shall I put this?.....questionable....limited....short.... minuscule....attention span. Sorry little brudder :(
2 Minutes after walking through the door.
This one will be alright.
Tuition is high at the schools that can get away with it. I think they are probably really good schools. The problem is, so do they.
We ended up deciding on, albeit guardedly, a school called Saint Francis. It's a catholic school that has a wonderful scholastic curriculum that we are familiar with, and the boys will be exposed to the theological teachings of the church but will not be compelled to practice them. We are presenting it to them (well, Levi any way) as an opportunity to learn something different than what we believe and to hold it in that context.
The teacher was late to school
the first day and at this point
was talking more to himself
than the class.
During the orientation for the 6th grade I was able to speak frankly with the theology instructor and he informed me that they have students enrolled every year with varying beliefs and welcome their diversity as long as they keep an open mind. Levi witnessed the conversation and later reaffirmed that it would be interesting to find out "why they have all these statues around" and why Jesus is hanging on all the crosses there at the school. I am sure we will have some discussions at home on differences between theologies (snort...we already have) but I really think that will open up a dialog with our sons that should help us reinforce Christianity in their lives. Better than not talking about it at all or even worse as evidenced by the trends in public school systems right now.

While searching for media for this blog I found this and couldn't help but add it. Remember the School House Rock videos on Saturday mornings. I'm really conflicted on how apropos this one is now.