This incredible book is written by a WWII prisoner Denys, as a British resident of Singapore he was in the volunteer corp. there when Singapore surrendered to Japan. Denys and his brother then spend the rest of the war in Japanese POW camps, mostly work camps in Thailand, working on the infamous Burmese railway project that has fuelled movies such as Railway man and The Bridge Over the River Kwai.
I picked this book up as I was heading to Thailand, part of the visit was to include the province of Kanchanburi, with it’s war cemeteries and museums as well as a day excursion to the war memorial at Hellfire pass, which was put up in memory of all the people killed and tortured building the railway. The trip added a real dimension to the book; hours by bus and train to reach even the beginning of the railway, the first of the camps that the POWs had to walk on foot, time after time, with impossibly inadequate food, clothing, medical supplies or other necessities.
But onward to the book itself rather than the ambience; It is written in a clear, down to earth tone of voice. Denys makes it clear that it is his story, of his experiences and that he has made only basic efforts to coordinate with historically details and it is certainly good enough for someone who is no huge WWII Pacific buff. The story concentrates much more on the experiences of the author, his brother and their friends and the personalities of the other POWs and guards rather than on the war, of which Denys actually got to see and hear very little.
The details of the workcamps and the conditions they were subjected to are simply harrowing; as one reads one is amazed, time and again that anyone came out alive at all let alone with their sanity and sense of humour intact. Monsoons and mosquitoes with no protection... No medicines for the malaria and tropical ulcers and inevitable amputations.... Regular starvation despite massive physical exertions... Unbelievably long hours of work with no shoes and almost no tools in bamboo forests... Forced marches with no food or shelter along the way... Inhuman abuse by some of the guards and the inexcusable neglect by some of their own officers...
Reading this book, I think, must increase ones understanding of the post traumatic stress syndrome that many men suffered and still suffer. An experience like that, when you are barely out of your teens is bound to stay with you for the rest of your life. Moulding yourself to social expectations when you have spent years outside of all society in such a way would have to be very difficult and the results rather chancy. I also find it easier to understand the acute racism that some people display toward the Japanese, I don’t condone it, but I can see where they are coming from. A small sign in the war museum at Kanchanaburi in Thailand delicately points out that prisoner of war camp guards in world war two were hardly the best of society, and that an entire people should not be judges by the actions of these few. Valid, but the men who suffered and died from the torture inflicted there and the families they came back to may not be able to make the distinction. And, having read this book, one has to question the pre-war society that shaped those men, and hope that it has since changed for the better.
There are almost too many horrors to take in, and yet there were only a couple of times when I had to set this book down for a break before continuing on. The mitigating factor to the things you are reading is Denys, his indomitable spirit comes through all these things with an intact sense of humour and even where possible, a spirit of fun! The clarity of the writing allows the reader to share in a small way the experiences of these men with even the worst horrors told in a matter of fact voice, that allows the reader to walk away from the book saddened and horrified, yet still engaged and, in the end with an overall positive reading experience. Considering the subject matter, that is a feat almost as impressive as the building of the railway!