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Thursday, February 18, 2010

Spirit of Gratitude

My mother has always told me that my aunt, like her mother seemed to have a sixth sense. The following is what Auntie Grace told me yesterday.

I was around 13 years old at the time. We were still trapped in Kanko, unable to leave and trying to stay alive. We were fortunate to be able to stay in a very small private area of the temple there because of our connection to the Zen mission. The okusan (wife of the priest) where we were staying asked me to bring some water to their maid who was suffering from typhus in the hondo (main hall). I was afraid to go because the hondo was full of people dying from the disease. And yet how could I refuse?

I took the cup of water and walked to the far corner where the woman lay on a blanket amidst all the other rows of people ill and dying. I decided to go over quickly and place the cup near her head and run out as fast as I could before any germ had the presence of mind to jump onto me. However, when I set the cup down next to her she asked me to help her drink. I could barely understand her. This was the first time I saw a dying person whose slack jaw seemed almost dislocated and could not properly form words. What was I to do? I had to help her drink the water.

To my dismay, my good deed ended up causing my entire family to contract typhus as well. Then one evening, we heard a swishing sound outside in the roka (hallway). It was like the sound of someone walking in a silk kimono. The sound stopped just outside our room. We could tell someone was sitting down on the other side of the paper and wood shoji doors and had bowed down to us. My mother told your mom to go and open the door for her. However, when the door slid open nobody was there. Your mom looked both ways down the roka but there wasn't a trace.

“Ah,” my mother said, “It was the spirit of that maid you helped. She came to thank you.”

A little later, someone came to tell us that the maid had died and my mother told them she already knew.

I used to be afraid of ghosts but if you haven’t done anything to deserve their reproach, you have nothing to worry about. I’m not afraid of ghosts anymore.

22 comments:

  1. Wow. Another amazing story, Kay.

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  2. What a beautiful, wonderful piece of a story that just keeps getting more amazing.

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  3. Like the others, I'm just amazed at all your family has been through and that they are helping you to put it all together and what a wonderful gift this is for your children and grandchildren, for your entire family! I do admire you all so much for your courage and determination!

    Sylvia

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  4. What a wonderful, touching story. Did she dictate it into a tape recorder? You should consider investing in one. UH-Manoa is interested in oral histories, especially from older generations that are now dying off.

    My aunt used a video camera to capture oral histories from old Korean immigrants and their children. Video is better than audio tape.

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  5. Doesn't hearing that from an original source just send shivers down your spine? The stories just keep spilling out, because you are asking!

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  6. I love that story. I'm a believer.

    How funny! Your word verification for this comment is "unkay"-- Ha!

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  7. Thank you so much for your comments of encouragement everybody.

    Yes, Linda. I do have a deadline of sorts. We'll be taking a trip to Japan soon and I'll be presenting my finished work to my aunt and uncle still in Japan. I just KNOW my uncle will be looking at this work with a careful eye.

    Art just told me tonight that I've got too much pressure put on me. He suggested I concentrate on the photo album for now along with the stories I already have. I can always add more stories later when I have more time because my aunt says she has an almost endless supply.

    As for the video recording, no, Gigi, I haven't done that. I don't have a video recorder and I was worried that it would inhibit them. Perhaps some day...

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  8. Another wonderful story, you do tell a good one, Kay.

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  9. Very inspirational story. You have certainly created a wonderful gift for your family.

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  10. Amazing and very touching..i got goosebumps while reading it.

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  11. your husband has a good idea, don't put too much pressure on yourself...but what a choice experience to capture these beautiful stories for your posterity.

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  12. Amazing, Kay...just like you!

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  13. A marvelous story, Kay. I do believe in spirits coming to the living at times. I have experienced it. It is sad that most of us reject the idea, even when it is happening to them.

    Thank you for sharing this story.

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  14. Art is so good. And, he's right!

    I'd be so tempted by using the video recording (if your aunts and mother don't mind it--or audio) simply because it gets the stories told, but the work of transcribing can wait until the pressure is less.

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  15. A powerful story Kay, thank you for sharing it with us out here. I'm glad you are the family historian. Every family should be so blessed.

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  16. I hope your Mom's feeling okay, and the pain in her leg has been taken care of.

    I've been thinking of what you said about the 'dark place' while writing these stories down for them--my husband can't understand why, after writing an emotional story, I'm far more drained and exhausted than I am when working out in the garden or doing something physically demanding. We pay a price for these stories, but their value is a thousand times what we give.

    Your transcriptions are a marvellous tribute to your family's journey, and their courage! Kay, when you said you stopped by my blog today for a smile, that comment went deep into my heart: that meant so much to me, to read that from you!

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  17. Wow Kay; you seem to have opened up a ocean of information and it just keeps getting bigger and bigger. You're the one that will delicately piece all the information together like a beautiful quilt!
    PS Thank you so much for the miso. I love it and will order it from now on!
    Love you!

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  18. Many are the spirits who should bow down to you and your family.

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