VOSHN 10

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="007"><tr><td class="etesti">007</td><td class="edate">At 7 a.m. on August 6<sup>th</sup>, 1945</td><td class="eage">24 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>She was born in the worst of times.</td></tr></table><table summary="haikei"><tr><td class="bg" background="../../photo/img110.jpg"><div class="large"><p>That morning at about seven o'clock, our neighbor brought us long slender and glossy eggplants, as many as ten of them.  I said to my eldest daughter, Fusako, "Look at these nice eggplants, Fusako.  That old man in our neighborhood brought them to us.  Isn't he a nice man?"  She said, "Yes, he is, Mummy."  "I'll cook them for supper this evening."  "Great!  I really can't wait!"  Fusako grinned at me and left for school, saying "See you later."  Her smile and wave good-bye has been burned into my memory.</p><br><p>I am very sorry that I gave birth to her in such terrible times, during the war.  She never ate delicious food in her life.  She never had a full stomach.  I am awfully sorry for her.</p></div></td></tr></table></body>