Throughout history, there were many kinds of genocides. Some revolves in hatred, tension, and revenge while others revolves in future conflicts, tensions, ethnics, etcetera. There are always legacies behind it and it’s scary what people can do. The legacy doesn’t affect me as much as the genocide, maybe because there weren’t as many blood sheds as the genocide itself. I believe the importance of legacy isn’t about revenge or anything bloody. In my case, my legacy revolves around hate.
The legacy of genocides also affected my family and I. Because my mother hates the Japanese, she would always tell me the stay away from them and never be friends with even one Japanese. My mother would always end up telling me about the genocide that occurred in Nanking. She would describe everything in details that I would end up getting nightmares of the genocide for months. “The Japanese are enemies to us Chinese; you must remember what the Japanese did to us women back then.”, my mother would say. She went into details about what the Japanese did and the brutality that was shown during the war. During that period, my grandfather was a teacher and was teaching that time when the war occurred. Although my grandfather wasn’t in Nanking, he heard about the war. He would describe how brutal it was, moreover, how bloody the whole city of Nanking was. I would shiver thinking about what it would be like to witness the idea of genocide, but that would be scary because I know that I will end up hating the Japanese as much as my family do and I would be ending up getting nightmares for the rest of my life.
I remembered that I once mentioned about the Japanese because of my curiosity. I would end up getting beaten sometimes because I mentioned the forbidden word, Japanese. My mother would then mention how the men would violated the women and had them killed afterwards because the Japanese didn’t want to have any witnesses knowing about the act that they did. I didn’t know how to interact with my mother, thus I never approached the topic about Japanese again until this essay came up.
I read from a history site stating that the Japanese soldiers would stab the women to death with “bayonets or shot so they could not bear witness.” Knowing this made me hurl sometimes. The History Place also mentioned that the Japanese would rape pregnant women, which my mother never mentioned. What’s more cruel is that the Japanese would “had their bellies slit open and the fetuses torn out.” Just the thought of it makes me on edge sometimes. Nevertheless, the torture isn’t over with just that. What added more hatred that the Chinese would hate the Japanese is that there would be “random acts of murder occurring throughout the city of Nanking.” The torture never stops in Nanking. The Japanese would lock people...