70 years ago: Hong Kong's wartime diaries
1 Jan 1942: RE Jones Diary
Submitted by Admin on Sat, 2011-12-24 13:44Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Thu, 1 Jan 19421 Jan 1942, Chronology of Events Related to Stanley Civilian Internment Camp
Submitted by brian edgar on Sat, 2013-11-30 00:53Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Thu, 1 Jan 1942Phyllis Harrop reports:
New Year's Day – everything seems to be quiet. I have been out for breakfast and there are very few troops to be seen. All cars on the streets have been rounded up....
Bird's Eye View: the first week of the occupation
This is undoubtedly the most anxious New Year's day in Hong Kong's history. But those who are to become residents of Stanley Camp before the month is out might well feel that, bad as things are, they could have been a lot worse.
The atrocities – rape, torture and murder – that were inflicted on all of Hong Kong's ethnic groups during the fighting obviously led to a huge amount of fear at the first encounter with Japanese troops, which for many future internees was on December 26. Most 'Europeans' survived this with little more than unwelcome and unfriendly attention and robbery, particularly of watches and other desirable items.
There is some disagreement as to the timing of what, in contrast, ensued for the Chinese majority: leading surgeon Li Shu-fan states that he looked into a Japanese party on the night of December 26:
Parties like this swelled to orgies throughout Hong Kong. It seemed as though the soldiers had been specifically given license to commit any act they wished. Their first thought was to put wine in their bellies; then they set out for excitement and mischief. Under pretext of searching for arms or suspects, they broke into house after house at the point of a gun. Once in, they slapped, kicked, murdered, stole, and raped. Throughout the night we heard people wailing and crying in the distance: 'Save life! Save life!' and the desperate beating of hundreds of gongs, tins and pans. The whole of Happy Valley rang from end to end with these pleas for help.
Historian Philip Snow, on the other hand dates the start of the 'sack' to the victory parade of December 28, at the end of which the troops were given a three day 'holiday'. Snow continues:
At this juncture however an interesting distinction began to make itself felt. In the three days which elapsed between the British surrender and the start of the sack the 23rd Army officers had apparently reimposed some discipline in respect of the treatment of Europeans. (emphasis in original).
In other words, in the last half dozen or so days of the fighting, there had been a widespread (although by no means universal) breakdown of Japanese army discipline, and atrocities were meted out to people of all races; but in the aftermath of the surrender, the 'whites' largely escaped physical violence, although not looting.
This is one of the first indications of what will become a grim reality of the occupation: for all the talk of 'Asia for the Asiatics', the Chinese will suffer much more than the British
As they look apprehensively towards the coming year, most of Hong Kong's 'white' civilians have survived the fighting and the aftermath relatively unscathed. But they've lost most of their possessions and been driven from their homes and they are left wondering what is to become of them. Anything seems possible, from a quick Allied recovery of the colony to mass slaughter by the conquerors - and even when the outcome is very different, both the dream and the nightmare will continue to haunt the minds of the internees.
Sources:
'Everything seems to be quiet': Phyllis Harrop, Hong Kong Incident, 1943, 97
Li: Li Shu-fan, Hong Kong Surgeon, 1964, 109-110
Snow: Philip Snow, The Fall of Hong Kong, 2003, 81
01 Jan 1942, P. O. W. and ESCAPE DIARY.
Submitted by emride on Mon, 2018-01-22 14:10Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Thu, 1 Jan 1942((In SHAMSHUIPO P.O.W. CAMP... ))
Very bright clear day. N.W. still blowing. Inspected camp and found it for the most part in filthy condition. Latrines terrible and drains blocked. 1st Mx easily the best.
Nips did not come today as they promised, to take the cases away, nor did they bring the equipment. They are full of empty promises but never intend to do anything.
Arranged to feed with Winnipeg Grenadiers. Opened Isolation Hosp for dysenteries and put Albert in charge. Had long talk with Coombes re moving [escaping] and took 1st step and had Lee transferred over here so that he can slip away easily. Told Brigadier Peffers of the plans and he approved. Had water fixed up, and enjoyed a good wash.
Much buying going on through the fence 3 buns for a dollar 1 bottle of beer $2 or 2 for $5. Purves bought kettle for $5 and then we found it had a hole in it. Had some pork with our rice this evening so put some bully with it and had quite a good feed. Breakfast we had some of our own rice and made it with remnants from last night. We had this at 10 a.m. At 12 we had the rice issued to us for breakfast along with biscuits and some tea.
Had walk round after dark and think best way is by boat from the pier after full moon. Scrounged an iron bed today and hope it will be more comfortable than the concrete. Had Lee transferred to us today ostensibly to cook rice for patients but actually to make get away easier.
01 Jan 1942, W J Carrie's wartime diary
Submitted by billagee on Thu, 2019-08-29 07:38Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Thu, 1 Jan 1942A Happy New Year to you and I am sure it is going to be a happy year. Such news as we have been able to glean sounds almost too good to be true but we have had it confirmed and believe it. (all bunkum of course) We feel sure that our captivity won't last more than a few months and then the whole business will be cleared up and we can all be together again. Here's hoping anyway!
All my love always Billie01 Jan 1942, Colin McEwan Diary
Submitted by Alison McEwan on Sun, 2022-01-02 11:22Book / Document:Date(s) of events described:Thu, 1 Jan 1942January 1st to 9th inclusive, Namo Trip (Nam O = South Cove, at Dapeng Bay)
Contacting our old friends the guerrillas we met our new mentor Ye – our interpreter and were soon on our way, and, by means of bicycle taxis pushed by willing little slaves, who sang and whistled all the way, made Tsuen Loong (previously Tsuen Lung?) (Chun Lung) in about 2½ hours. The time we made was good and we had visions of making Tong Po, through the “Nip” lines, the same evening. We were doomed to disappointment however, and had to spend the night in the local hotel, where, after listening to our guide’s recital of his previous wealth, travels, cellar, and bravery (all this after his consumption of two bottles of Chinese gin) and eating a meal prepared by him of pork chops and fried potatoes we were in bed by 6pm.