POWs' eXpErIeNcEs

Death Railway - Life on the fringe

    "Just before the gates of the camp of Kanburi, a prisoner of war collapsed and died. We were already suffering from the heat, blisters and hunger. We were all packed like sardines on the field with no shelter at all. The British officer in charge of the party told us in fact, "I'll see if I can get you all a rest tomorrow."
    "The British officer at once went up to the Japanese and said, " My men are not in a fit condition to march. They are all exhausted and have blisters on their feet, they must have some rest.' "
    "Then the Japanese said, "Do you know I can have you shot for refusing to march?"
    "We marched for three days, for some 50 miles along jungle tracks, through disease infested and insect ridden jungle. We were bitten by mosquitoes, insects and leeches. Our thirst was such that we drank from muddy pools. Our only food during the march was rice, tea or vegetable water."
    "Many of us worked barefooted in the cold rain and scorching sun. Even our clothes were worn out. And many were reduced to going about naked or with just a loincloth. Sometimes, they were lucky enough to obtain a rice bag and they would use the rice bag."
                  

-Cleaver Rowell Eber, POW and Straits Settlements Volunteer (Eurasian Company)

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