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Life of a Japanese American on December 7, 1941 and Internme
Transcript of Life of a Japanese American on December 7, 1941 and Internme
There was fear and panic that we were spies and concern of our loyalty to the United States
Late in March through June, our neighborhoods began to empty. We only had a week or two notice that our time was up, and we could only take what we could carry.
First we reported to temporary "assembly centers,"which were heavily guarded prison camps.
Japan's surprise attack on Pearl Harbor in Hawaii on December 7, 1941 led to the U.S. declaring war against Japan and to America entering into World War II against Germany, Italy, and the other axis powers. This would change the lives of Japanese Americans!!!
On February 19, 1942, President Franklin D. Roosevelt signed Executive Order 9066, which authorized the military to tell us in which zones we could live.
On May 9, 1942 cardboard posters appeared on telephone poles & walls of buildings informing us that"all persons of Japanese ancestry..both alien & non-alien"..would be evacuated on May 15, 1942.
This is the sign our friend hung out the day after the attack on Pearl Harbor.
Before we left we had to make arrangements for our personal property and our pets, or abandon them. Many of us had to leave behind tools, that we made our living from.
Our cars were impounded
By mid-August, the government began to ship us out of the temporary camps to a permanent relocation center
Nearly 2/3 of us in the camps were American citizens by birth.
This is our classroom before and after evacuation
Our classroom at the relocation center had just the basics and that was in short supply.
Our barrack's apartment had army cots, a coal burning stove, & a bare lightbulb hanging from the ceiling.
All of our basic services..food, laundry, and bathrooms, were communal.
From our experiences of being dislocated, deprived, isolated, and the stigma of our ancestry, we have lost our livelihood and self-respect, not from any crimes we committed,but because of our ethnic background!
We worked in the field and made camouflage nets for the U.S. War Department.