Thursday, August 13, 2020

Hank and Angelika, a Romeo and Juliet Inspired Story (by William)

In smoke and tears a new love is a’formed. He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath be stored. He looseth the pain and suff’ring, mankind’s lesson be implored. Where the fatal shot makes people fall like rag dolls in a storm. The truth keeps marching on.


Hank and Angelika 

Characters

Hank - Private in the American Army

Hawk - Buddy of Hank, American Sniper

Tom - Sherman Tank Pilot

General Patton

Colonel Harold

Angelika - Enigma coder for the Nazis

Hans- Private in the Wehrmacht

Jarmann - A Nazi Sniper, brother of Angelika

Oskar - Panzer Tank Pilot

Stroop - Nazi Lieutenant

Helena - Sister of Angelika, also an Enigma coder

Chester - American Lieutenant

Doc - American Medic

American Soldiers

Wehrmacht Soldiers

Herald


Setting

            May 1945. The allies on all fronts are advancing into Nazi Germany. This takes place in the Ruhr Region of Germany, where an army of Americans has pushed deep into the Nazi heartland…

Act 1 Prologue

Herald: In smoke and tears a new love is a’formed. He is trampling out the vintage where the grapes of wrath be stored. He looseth the pain and suff’ring, mankind’s lesson be implored. Where the fatal shot makes people fall like rag dolls in a storm. The truth keeps marching on.

[Exeunt]

Act 1 Scene 1

Enter Hans and Jarmann, hiding behind a bush.

Hans: By my word, Jarmann, we shalt not give them an easy time.

Jarmann: Ja, for then thy shouldn’t fight. Shan’t be a Nazi.

Hans: Nein, I mean, when they come near, we shalt at their back.

Jarmann: So you’ll pull out thy dirk by thy hilt and stab? What an ape!

Hans: [Pulling Jarmann down] Quiet! Does thee hear?

[Sound of men talking off-stage]

Hans: That is not our native tongue. It hath to be the British or Americans.

Jarmann: Pluck thy pistol out! Make a scene, I’ll back thee with thy murdering-piece and sniper rifle.

Hans: What, so you may turn thy back and run?

[Men shouting, tanks rumbling]

Hans: My, my, a good group to be executed we have here.

Jarmann: I wish we had Oskar with us. He’d scare those enemy trucks off.

[Americans enter]

Hans: [Firing at the Americans] Fire! Back me!

Jarmann: [Killing a soldier] For our Fuhrer!

Sound of crashing undergrowth behind.

Lieutenant Stroop: Thy fools! Why in Hitler’s name must thy uncover our secret outpost? Fire if you want thy lives preserved!

Switch to the American perspective

Lieutenant Chester: Those German bastards! Tanks forward! Infantry advance! Hand me my pistol and staff, ho!

Tom: Copy that, Sarge! Traverse left!

Hawk: [aside to Doc and Hank] Those Nazi scoundrels just took out Armie. I’ll see to silencing one of their guns. [He crouches, aims, and fires] Ha Ha! Another good shot.

Hank: Hey Doc, let’s go take out that villain nest.

Doc: [Huge explosion] Woah! I don’t think that is safe!

Oskar: [Hiding in the undergrowth] Har har! My Panzer tank shall annihilate the enemies. [Explosion] Help, Help, me thinks I’m on fire! Augggh! [Voice fading, Oskar dies]

Lieutenant Stroop: Well, the fatherland is now at stake. Retreat! Retreat! Fall back!

[Exeunt]

Act 1 Scene 2

Nighttime. The American camp. Doc, Hawk, and Hank enter in their underwear, waiting for their clothes to dry.

Hawk: Well boys; That was a nice skirmish we had right there. I heard the elite corps in today’s battle took one of them Heinies prisoner. He was stripped and checked, and then taken to the barbed wire camp. We’re lucky we did not get taken prisoner. I hear thy Nazis bring upon POWs much pain and suff’ring. But we all did well!

Hank: Aye, you could say we are just like brothers, quarreling hand in hand.

Doc: Great job, Hawk. That was a nice shot thee made there. My sight would not allow me to be a good sniper. So I became a medic instead.

Hank: What’s so great about being a medic, Doc? I mean, when you could be out in the frontlines with all the glory?

Doc: The recognition you get as a medic is very well unbelievable. It feels good to save other people’s lives. Say, I must attend to the wounded.

[Doc puts on his trousers and uniform, exits]

Enter General Patton

Hawk: General! What a pleasant surprise. Umm… As thee may see, we were not quite expecting thee.

General Patton: No fear, great hero. We are all men, and I don’t at all mind you and your friend in just your briefs. You see, I came with Colonel George to meet up and reinforce Sergeant Chester. I heard just this afternoon of how your company was ambushed by thy large German outpost, and how you and your comrades [looking at Hank] were as afraid of the Nazis as tigers are of hares, and eagles are of mice.

Hank: Revered general, I don’t know what to say. Thee defeated thy desert fox in North Africa and punched a hole in Normandy. Your widespread reputation is respected by German High Command. Thee deserves no better title as this of a general’s.

Patton: Well, peace be with you, boys. Here comes your Sergeant.

Patton walks over to Sergeant Chester. They talk in low voices.

Patton: Why do we stall when we have an open road? Why are the paths to Berlin both dark and light? Why are the deceased both honored and forgotten? Why is the morale of our army both high and low? The German bastards! This war has dragged on too long. I remember my past days. Rommel the desert fox. His army was a respectable pain. Covertly unconcealed. Belligerently passive. Violent peace. And Normandy. Our boys fell on the sand in heaps, and their blood dyed the waters nearby red. Ear-pounding silence. Replenished tiredness. I can’t wait until Nazi Germany is defeated. May God have mercy upon my enemies, because I won’t.

Chester: Sir, we are pushing into Cologne tomorrow, correct?

Patton: Correct. Waste no time. The day after tomorrow, our troops will aid other Americans, so we’ll move into Munster.

[Turning to the camp’s soldiers]

Boys! Have a good night’s sleep, for tomorrow we attack Cologne. We’ll be marching a lot in the next few days.

[Exeunt]

Act 1 Scene 3

Enter General Patton, Colonel Harold, and Lieutenant Chester

Patton: Our country is desperate. This war has been too bloody. Old chaps like me remember the Great War which was supposed to end all wars. Talk about irony. We will sweep into Cologne tomorrow. Tell the men to leave no survivors. Shoot the German soldiers that do survive. I won’t have a coward in my army.

Chester: Are you sure, general? As far as I know-

Patton: No buts! I need to make sure all of our soldiers are mentally stable enough to kill a Nazi. I won’t have a coward in my army.

Harold: I guess it is settled then. Goodnight, comrades.

[Exeunt]

Act 2 Scene 1

Americans enter, marching. Sherman Tanks rumble alongside the infantry.

Hank: Look yonder the sunrise, and you can see the town. [aside] It reminds me of my own hometown. It makes me miss home.

Hawk: There is a reason they call me Hawk. Hawks see wide and far. Of course, I see Cologne in the distance.

Doc: Keep on the lookout for any Nazis. I hear Cologne is heavily fortified. Thee must not die, or I shalt die with you.

Tom: That’s sweet but quite disgusting. Our Lord will punish you for suicide. Don’t worry, thy tank hath high viewpoints. I shall blasteth anything that comes thy way.

Colonel Harold: Men, know that you will be honored in this fight of life and death. Know that if thee dies, our country hath a better chance of being the victor in this war.

General Patton: Forward tanks! Our nation honors you and needs your bravery and valor. Today we depend on you to storm Cologne.

Tom: Welp, that’s us. See you later guys! My tank column! Forward!

[Tanks exit]

Lt. Chester: Infantry, be ready. There are machine gun nests positioned all around Cologne, so you will have to capture the Nazi gunners one by one. There will be casualties, but let God bless you all. [aside to Colonel Harold] How are you expecting our boys to go headfirst into all that bastard fire?

Colonel Harold: Yes, we are expecting you to command your men to dive into the bullets and take out the Nazis.

Lt. Chester: But our young men of our nation - there will be so many casualties.

Colonel Harold: This is straight from the command of General Patton. If I were you, I wouldn’t argue with him.

Lt. Chester: B-But---

Patton and Harold: [together] We are your commanding officers, and we demand you to follow orders.

Lt. Chester: [aside] Alright-alright, I’ll follow the orders. [sighing] A part of me tells me not to keep sending our young men into the battlefield to die. 

Act 2 Scene 2

Defensive Positions around Cologne.

Angelika: What lovely defenses we have in my hometown. I hope they’ll hold up against the Americans.

Helena: Ja, I can’t stand seeing Cologne destroyed. Those Amis may be brave, but they are very much misguided. Say, sister. How do you like the new job?

Angelika: Oh, it is a pleasure. Our country’s young men need intelligence to fend off those vicious allies, of course. Yeah, writing enigma code is a good job to have at this time. The Brits and Amis are advancing from the west and those no-good Soviets are closing in from the east. We need as much propaganda now as we can muster so our people remain to fight for us.

Jarmann: As I was saying, Hans. These are my two older sisters.

Hans: Ja, Ja. Angelika is so very pretty. How old is she?

Jarmann: Twenty-four.

Hans: That’s old enough to marry. May I marry her? She looks petite, my kind of girl.

Jarmann: Well --

Hans: She’s old enough.

Jarmann: Well --

Hans: Please?

Jarmann: Ok, fine. Since you are a good friend of mine. And handsome too. But wait another year, and by then she’ll be ready.

Lt. Stroop: Stand at the ready, men. Here come the Americans.

[Women exit. Men hide in bushes]

Americans enter, marching

General Patton: Be alert and may God be with us. The Nazis could be anywhere.

Lt. Stroop: [standing up] You have searched and you have found. Fire!

Wehrmacht Soldiers: All for one and one for all!

Jarmann: Back me, I’ll steal away to the back of the attacking force. There I’ll pick away at the American forces.

American Soldiers: Need a medic! Help!

Doc: Coming! What is it?

American Soldier: My back! Oh, my back!

Doc: I’ll tend to your wounds. Hum, a gunshot. From a German sniper rifle. In his back. Everyone look out! There are snipers!

Hank: Of course there are snipers. The rest of the Nazi infantry have poor marksmanship.

Hawk: Well said, Hank. Push on for the glory!

Tom: Ooh! A Tiger tank. Murder Inc, Fury, and Pushon follow our tank. We need to stop that Tiger tank from mowing down our boys! [explosion] Ugh! We’ve lost Pushon! Encircle the Tiger tank! [Another explosion]

Tiger Tank Crew: Augh! I’m stuck! Help!

Doc: Although I’m an American medic, my conscience has gotten the better of me. [pulls the German crew out] There you go.

Tiger Tank Crew: Danke. Americans?!!

Hawk: Hands up! Hank, keep moving. This battle is taking forever.

Act 2 Scene 3

Enter Hank, walking through the deserted streets of Cologne

Hank: This war has dragged on for too long. Too many people hath died. I’ll never admit this to my friends and senior officers, but I hate killing other people. What’s the difference between Germans, Japanese, Americans, and British. There is no big difference. We are all humans, and there shall be no war. I remember when I made my first kill near Normandy. My weapon was spent, so I took out my dagger. Out, damned spot! Who knew that Nazi private would have so much blood?

Enter Angelika

Angelika: Who art thou? And why are you here? Ah, an American, I see. Hands up!

[Angelika produces a Jugenfolk standard issue knife]

Hank: Who art thou? A woman loyal to her fatherland?

Angelika: Ja, I am.

Hank: Oh, me! What separates us? Race? What is race? Nothing important. You are the most beautiful woman I hath ever met.

Angelika: And you are the most handsome man I hath ever met.

Hank: Why don’t we sit down and talk about our differences?

Angelika: Why, of course.

Hank: Nice to meet you, I’m Hank.

Angelika: Likewise here, I’m Angelika.

Hank: Race shouldn’t restrain one. It’s not race that makes one different.

Angelika: Well, I guess it is true. But oh!

Hank: What?

Angelika: Oh Hank! Wherefore art thou Hank. Deny thy nation and refuse thy general, and stop being an American. Or confess thy most sincerest love and I will no longer be a Nazi. ‘This but they race this is my enemy; Thou art thyself, though not an American. What’s American? It is nor hand nor foot nor arm nor face nor any other part belonging to a man. O be some other race! Hank, doff thy nationality, and for thy race, take all of me.

Hank: From now on, just call me love, and I shalt be redeemed. Are you going to leave me unsatisfied and not tell me we can marry? Oh Angelika, you art my life.

Angelika: Oh Hank! It is too sudden like the lightning. Too unadvised. But dear Hank, I’ll tell you this. If your love is sincere, then I shall send you word through my sister. If you are sincere, we shall get married in secret tomorrow. But adieu, love, I must go. The German intelligence in this city calls me. I must go.

Hank: Wait, dear -

Angelika: Dear, I don’t want you to get captured. If the Nazis find you here, they may shoot you.

Hank: I don’t care what they do to me as long as I get a last kiss from you.

Angelika: [kisses Hank] Dear- I’ll see you tomorrow. And since it is still early today, I shall send you my sister. Adieu

Hank: Adieu! [to himself] Oh, what great news. I must hurry back to camp.

Act 2 Scene 4

Cologne. Enter Doc, General Patton, Lt. Chester, and Colonel Harold with a German Soldier Tied Up

Doc: Who’s this?

General Patton: A Nazi. Kill him.

Doc: Me? B-but I’m a medic. My conscience! It’s clean, don’t make me do this!

Chester: Do what the general says.

Colonel Harold: Or there will be consequences.

Doc: No, really! I can’t! Don’t make me. No!

Wehrmacht Soldier: Please, Please! My wife and children are at home. They need me! I’m only 19! I’m supposed to have a long life ahead of me! Please! Please!

General Patton: You fought for the wrong side, and now you shall pay. Silence him!

Lieutenant Chester gags the soldier.

Wehrmacht Soldier: Mmmff!

Colonel Harold: Kill him!

Lt. Chester: Listen to your commanding officers.

Doc: I can’t

General Patton: Are you going to get me killed, boy? Your life or his?

Doc: Mine! Just kill me! I can’t kill him! He is defenseless.

General Patton: I won’t have a coward in my army.

Colonel Harold wrenches Doc’s arm out and makes him kill the soldier.

Lt. Chester: I’m sorry, chap. I know how you feel. But you have to kill the enemy or you won’t survive.

[Exeunt] 

Act 3 Scene 1

Hank: Your sister hath delivered the message, and I hath come to confess and marry you.

Angelika: Oh, great joys! I was looking forward to this day.

Hank: Same here, my love.

Angelika: I swear by the sun’s light to love you everyday, just as the smiling sun casteth its sweet light everyday. My love will be just as constant as the sun.

Hank: I swear by the moon-

Angelika: Don’t swear by the moon. It changes phases too often.

Hank: Alright. I swear by all the water on the earth that I will remain loyal to thee. Each drop of water on the Earth represents my sincere love for you. Here comes your sister. [Helena enters] Good Helena, thank you for bringing that message of good joy to me yesterday eve’ning.

Helena: Good day to you sir. [aside to Angelika] What a foolish choice of man you’ve made! He’s American, and I can tell that he’s not the equal of Hans whom you are promised to.

Angelika: [to Helena] Hans is disgusting and vulgar. This youth of 19 years of age, same as Hans, is so much better.

Helena: Has love become blind? I’m a Nazi and your brother is a Nazi. Now after so many loyal years to the Fuhrer, you suddenly change. I had advised you to pick Hans.

[Helena exits]

Angelika: Oh, don’t you mind my sister. She’s still disgruntled that I picked you over my brother Jarmann’s friend Hans.

Hank: Who?

Angelika: Don’t worry. Now love, let’s take a stroll in the gardens now. 

Act 3 Scene 2

Enter Doc and Hawk

Hawk: Now I bet you, those Germans have retreated.

Doc: How can you guess? There are still pockets of resistance in this city! We must be alert.

Hawk: Doc, sometimes it seems you are a little too careful. You must sometimes be brave and courageous, even when it comes to being a medic.

Doc: Of course I’m courageous! Who ever said I’m not?

Hawk: Well Doc, we heard about what happened last night…

Doc: I won’t kill defenseless Germans.

Hawk: Oh right. Here comes Hank.

Enter Hank

Doc: How now, Hank. Why so happy?

Hank: Oh, just for my own reasons.

Hawk: Oooooh, Hank! What did you do?

Hank: I think you guessed it.

Hawk: I thought y- [gunshot]

Hank: Quick, Doc! Let’s find cover and treat his wounds.

Hawk: [weakly] Doc! Help me. Owwww, that hurts. My stomach!

Doc: C’mon, stand up! We need to get you to an aid post. I’m not a surgeon, but a surgeon will be able to help.

[Tries to help Hawk stand up]

Hawk: Ow! Momma! Just put me down. What happened?

Hank: You were shot.

Hawk: Am I dying?

Doc: I-I think so.

Hawk: Will you guys write to my mom for me?

Hank and Doc: Yes we will. As you said, we’re like brothers right?

Hawk: That’s true. Goodbye, my friends. [He breathes out and dies]

Doc: The brave John “Hawk” McGraw is dead.

[Leaves crunching]

Hank: Listen! And hide!

[They hide]

Jarmann: Woah, that was a good kill. Bullseye!

Hank: Angelika, my love for you hath softened my soul. May I return all of this peace and love and replace it with anger. That man killed my friend so I shall avenge my friend’s death. May fate and strength be on my side!

Hank leaps out of the bush

Hank: You bastard! [He shoots, Jarmann dies] Who is this? Jarmann? Oh, no, no, no!

[to himself] I can’t believe I have killed the brother of my new wife. How will I ever get her to love me again! It is impossible. I just can’t believe it!

Doc: C’mon Hank, let’s get back to camp.

[Exeunt]

Act 3 Scene 3

Enter Angelika

Angelika: Oh fly, oh me! This war must end. What if my dear husband will die in the war. O, better to look at the bright side of this rather to muse over what I cannot control. So fly, my spirit. Please me! Helena, is there any news?

Helena enters, red-eyed.

Helena: All is well and nothing can go wrong.

Angelika: Sister! Tell me why you sniffle softly and your eyes are all red.

Helena: Oh, woe! I saw his corpse.

Angelika: Oh no! My husband?

Helena: I saw his gunshot wound embedded in the middle of his forehead.

Angelika: My husband? Oh woe me!

Helena: No! Jarmann, your brother.

Angelika: Are Jarmann and Hank both dead? My dear brother and dearer husband? What is the point of life when those two don’t live?

Helena: Jarmann sniped and killed one of Hank’s friends, and out of rage, Hank killed Jarmann.

Angelika: Lamb-faced wolf! Dove-like raven! Angelic demon! Manly coward! Damned saint! Honorable villain. Just why, Hank, did you kill my brother? Oh, me! Why do I weep when I know that Jarmann would have killed Hank?

Helena: Will you not speak bad about the person who killed your brother?

Angelika: Oh, I regret criticizing him. He is my husband after all. Leave me, Helena. I need time to think.

[Exeunt] 

Act 4 Scene 1

Enter Hans and Lt. Stroop, Cologne Nazi HQ.

Lt. Stroop: In the enigma coding office, Angelika just cries and cries nonstop. She doesn’t seem happy anymore.

Hans: I’ve always wanted to marry her, but she just doesn’t seem interested in me. And plus, her brother Jarmann told me I could marry her, but now he’s dead, shot by that bastard Ami.

Lt. Stroop: If she marries you, then do you think you’ll be able to make her happy and let her return to her normal self?

Hans: Sure I can, Lieutenant! Will you marry us tomorrow?

Lt. Stroop: I’m sick of seeing that girl cry and cry and cry nonstop. I’m concerned about her, so I’ll say yes to that request.

Hans: Har har! Tomorrow she shall be my wife!

[Exeunt]

Act 4 Scene 2

The American offensive positions at Cologne.

General Patton: Good work, men! Tomorrow we will begin our final push into this city which many men have died in. Your country honors you for your bravery in this campaign to force the Nazis to surrender.

Colonel Harold: We’ve got no time to spare. Too many people have already died from this war, and we must end it now! Those German dogs just won’t give up.

Lt. Chester: Tomorrow you will be swarming the city’s inner defenses. Take all prisoners you can. At 7:00 AM tomorrow, we will begin a bombardment of the city. Be ready to invade. For glory and honor!

[Commanding officers exit]

Doc: Oh, my! But there will be so many casualties.

Enter Hank

Hank: What did the general just tell us? Is there something very important?

Doc: Yes. We will invade tomorrow at 9:00 AM.

Hank: [aside] I need to get to the city center before nine or my love may perish! [to Doc] What else?

Doc: Our officers told us to take many prisoners and the war must end.

Hank: Alright then, goodnight Doc! [aside] Yup, I really hope the war will end soon. I will depart camp at 7:00 AM tomorrow.

[Exeunt]

Act 4 Scene 3

German Garrison. Enter Lt. Stroop, Hans, Wehrmacht Soldiers, and Angelika

Wehrmacht Soldier: Sir, we’re awfully low on ammo. We have little men to counter the offensive. We have little supply left.

Lt. Stroop: This war is going badly. Tell the logistics manager that we need supplies here. And fast!

Wehrmacht Soldier: Right away, sir!

German Reconnaissance: Sir, Sir!

Lt. Stroop: What is it, Sirrah?

German Recon: The city’s west center is being attacked! Sergeant Doff needs thy help!

Lt. Stroop: Right away. Come along men.

[All exit except Angelika and Hans]

Hans: We shall get married, right here and now in thy office.

Angelika: No! Stop! Let go of me, you mangy beast!

Hans: You shall never talk to me like that!

Angelika: Who’s the boss here? I’m twenty-four, and you’re only nineteen. And plus, I already have a lover.

Hans: You--Quiet!

Outside. Enter Hank.

Hank: Angelika! Where are you! [Woman screaming and pleading] That sounds like Angelika! And it’s coming from that office! [Hank throws open the door to find Hans in his underwear but Angelika is still unscathed] What are you doing in your underwear to my babe? Get off! [He pushes Hans to the ground]

Hans: No one tells me what to do - Just leave us alone, bastard American!

Hank: My gun tells you what to do! [He shoots] Come on Angelika, flee with me to the American camp.

Angelika: Ok, just give me a few moments. [She goes into the office and takes out some belongings] Let’s go.

Hank: [Gasps] Angelika! Look out! Run! Duck!

A shell flies straight at them and explodes into the office.

Angelika: No big deal, dear, let’s get out of here. [Eyes widen in horror] Hank! Run for your life! Go, Go, Go! I’ll be fine!

The office building is reduced to a heap of rubble, Hank runs.

Hank: No, No! Dear! Angelika! Angelika! The lady angel’s dead! Oh no! Please let this be a dream! [Sobbing] No, No! I can’t live without - Ouch! Ow! What was that! [Voice fades. A Nazi stands above him snickering. He was hit by a tranquilizer gunshot]

Epilogue

Rheinberg Camp. Hank wakes up.

German Officer: Welcome to Rheinberg Camp. It’s a pleasure to have you here. I have your new POW clothes over there. You can keep your underwear on. You will also notice that you are gagged and tightly trussed up. We can set you free of your bonds, but you must build us flying bombs. Are you for it?

Hank: Mmmf!

German Officer: What did you say, boy?

Hank: MMMFFF!

German Officer: Speak, boy!

Hank: Mfff!

German Officer: Right, you can’t.

[Takes off the gag]

Hank: What are you doing to me? Let me go!

German Officer: We can let you go, but you must toil much in the labor camp.

Hank: Fine

[The officer unties him, but doesn’t give him shirts or pants]

German Officer: It’s hot enough outside. Go! Find your assembly line!

[Exeunt]

Ending

Hank would return, bruised and battered after the war to America, but he would never forget his fellows in his company. He would never forget all the sweat, tears, and bloodshed of the war. But most of all, he always remembered his sweet Angelika.

Friday, July 31, 2020

Happy Birthday Summer (by William)

Summer is the season of joy and laughter

It is the gentle crashing of waves on the beach

It is the warm breeze in a mid-summer’s eve

It is the cold sensation of ice cream on the tongue

It is the beauty of the willow hanging freely in the air

It is the singsong symphony of mockingbirds, and crickets slurping dew




Thursday, July 9, 2020

Surviving History: Pearl Harbor (by William)

Introduction

“Rattattattattat!” Danny looked up at the plane. It thrummed down toward the sandy beach. The Japanese pilot was heading right for him. For a moment Danny looked into the pilot’s eyes, and the pilot stared straight into his. The red circle on the pilot’s headband seems to gaze at Danny, taunting him. The pilot, yellowed teeth gritting and gnawing, narrowed his eyes and yelled “Korimashu!” The fighter flared its intimidating cannons. Danny understood in an instant. The pilot wasn’t looking to kill more sailors or destroy more of the proud American battleships, he was looking to kill... Danny! Danny dropped his clothes and sprinted. “Rattattat!” Billowing, grainy sand flew up all around him getting into his nostrils as the bullets missed their marks. “Kuso!” Shouted the Japanese. One cannon was jammed, but the other was still operational. “What would my brother do?” Danny pondered. If he could just make that line of palm trees…

Story

December 6, 1941. 6:00 PM.

“Danny! Danny! Buy some fruit punch!” 11-year old Danny Chase stared up into the fiery, bright sun. A pair of brown-headed twins tumbled down a hill. Danny was obliged to accept the offer. There was no way he could say no to the Decker-Nogura twins. Danny’s brother, Tom Chase, had gone to high school with Nathan Decker-Nogura and became best friends. After graduating from high school, they both enlisted in the Navy. Both Tom and Nathan now worked and lived on USS Pennsylvania. The Decker-Noguras were a family of Japanese descent and Ms. and Mr. Decker-Nogura lead a relatively simple life as sugar farmers on Oahu. Ever since they joined the Navy, Danny was worried sick. Tom could be shot, kidnapped, killed, tied up by enemies… and Tom didn’t even care.

“It is my duty to serve the country.” Tom had stated bravely.

“But what if you get killed?” Asked Danny.

“Nah, that won’t happen.” Replied Tom stately.

“But anything can happen in the military,” Danny responded stubbornly. That shut Tom up. Ever since Tom had joined, Danny hadn’t seen him. Tom was busy training for any conflicts that could flare up.

Danny accepted the sweet, warm-ish fruit punch. The sweetness stang at the back of his throat, as he gulped the liquid out of the small Dixie cup.

“Delicious,” said Danny as he smacked his lips. The Decker-Nogura girls beamed, their front teeth glinting in the sun. After finishing the fruit punch, Danny raced home. There was Tom, pinned down by enemy gunfire. There was Tom, bombs falling all around. There was Tom, trussed up and gagged while the enemies whipped him in the rear. Danny sprinted faster and faster away from the invisible monster that tormented him. The world was a blur and Danny suddenly found himself face-planted right in the door of his own home. He uncertainly reached for the doorknob. The door squeaked open. His mother, wearing her pink satin dress, greeted him.

“Honey! What took you so long?” Questioned Danny’s mother, Louisa Chase.

“Oh yeah. I went to get some pineapples and sugar cane.” Muttered Danny

“Ah, I see!” Squeaked Louisa. Danny went inside to the living room, filled to the brim with antique furniture.

“Danny, Shelly, news from your brother.” Boomed Danny’s father, David. Both Danny and her little sister, Shelly, crowded around their father. The letter wrote, “Dear Family, I am so sorry that I have not written to you in a long time, but we have been going through rigorous drills. Tensions between the Americans and Japanese are rising, and the Navy fears of escalation into war. The military and our commanders all say we should better be safe than sorry. We haven’t been given a moment of free time. You know that I work on USS Pennsylvania. Come visit me tomorrow. I will be having a break as tomorrow is Sunday.”

“Aww. I can’t go see Tom. I have to tutor some students.” Whined Louisa sadly.

“And I have to go inspect the aircraft at Hickham Airfield.” Grunted David.

“I must go help get groceries. Looks like you’ll be going, Danny.” Complained Shelly. Danny jumped up and down with excitement, brimming with anticipation. Finally, he would get to see Tom in what felt like years.

“Okay then. I guess I’ll get some sleep so that I can get an early start then.” Said Danny, barely able to contain his exhilaration. He bounced up the stairs, took off his shirt and pants (he liked to sleep with just his underwear on), and went immediately to bed. For one night, he wasn’t haunted with dreams of his brother’s demise.

            December 7, 1941. 7:00 AM.

            Golden morning sunlight streamed through the beautiful glass window, as Danny woke up from his slumber. He grinned from ear to ear, thinking about the wonderful day ahead. Bouncing out of bed, Danny almost forgot to dress.

            “Ok. Step by step.” Danny told himself. He put on his jeans, shirt, and socks. He tore out the door and ran to the top of the lookout. The palm tree groves which formed forests gently swayed in the wind, and the tranquil surf crashed on the beach. The sun shone, as radiant and valiant as always, beaming down at the world. Battleship Row out in the distance formed an impenetrable wall. The hulking battleships in Pearl Harbor, sturdy and metallic, seemed almost unsinkable. Further away, the sea stretched for miles around as far as the eye could see.

            “A perfect day to spend a day with Tom on the beach,” Danny shouted, telling himself that everything would be fine. Danny walked up to an ice cream shop and bought a cone for himself first. The cold, chilly refreshment calmed him down and made his little stomach content. Danny then started on the path to the beach.

            The dirt and stone path, crunching under his feet, soon gave way to the soft, shifting sand of the beach. Danny took off his shirt, jeans, and socks until he was only wearing his briefs. Leaping around in the wet, soft sand, Danny enjoyed himself as a child. “I can’t wait to see Tom!” Shouted Danny.

30 Minutes Later…

            Danny was still waiting for Tom to wake up. In the meantime. Danny was diving, swimming, and drying himself out. Suddenly, Danny heard the roaring of plane engines. The beach wasn’t as peaceful as when he arrived. Danny thought he saw squadrons of planes flying overhead. “A drill on a Sunday?” Danny pondered. But as he looked closer, he saw that the planes were not Americans, they were Japanese! What were they doing in peaceful Pearl Harbor? That was when the first bomb plummeted right into the deck of USS Utah.

            “Boom Boom BOOM!” Torpedo bombers dropped in and released their deadly salvos. Sirens wailed, as Danny saw sailors rushing to their battle stations. “Boom BOOM!” The sky exploded with American flak, but the guns were not fast enough for the Japanese aircraft. “BOOM!” USS Oklahoma was hit, and she started tilting to her side. And as for the biggest, most horrendous explosion, “BOOM… BOOM BOOM BOOM!” USS Arizona was hit and exploded into a million pieces. As he watched, the Arizona broke into two pieces, sinking like a rock. Plumes of thick, black smoke ascended through the air as the seawater soon began filling with sticky oil and blood. A new sense of dread rose up in Danny’s thoughts. Would Tom be okay on USS Pennsylvania? Would Tom survive? The battleships were all bonfires, burning away and sinking. USS Nevada was making a break for it. Danny tried to run. But he was completely petrified. Danny couldn’t move. A piece of shrapnel from Arizona now fell on Danny, slitting his arm. Time to call it a day.

As Danny watched the terrible plight of hundreds of sailors, a Japanese Zero pilot spotted him. The fighter plane swooped down straight at Danny. “Rattattattattat!” Danny looked up at the plane. It thrummed down toward the sandy beach. For a moment Danny looked into the pilot’s eyes, and the pilot stared straight into his. The red circle on the pilot’s headband seems to gaze at Danny, taunting him. The pilot, yellowed teeth gritting and gnawing, narrowed his eyes and yelled “Korimashu!” The fighter flared its intimidating cannons and fired. Danny understood in an instant. The pilot wasn’t looking to kill more sailors or destroy more of the proud American battleships, he was looking to kill... Danny! Danny dropped his clothes and sprinted in just his underwear. “Rattattat!” Billowing, grainy sand flew up all around him getting into his nostrils as the bullets missed their marks. “Kuso! To To To! Shuto Shuto Shuto!” Shouted the Japanese. One cannon was jammed, but the other was still operational. “What would my brother do?” Danny pondered. If he could just make that line of palm trees. Danny flew toward the palm grove as fast as his legs could take him. Heart beating, legs pumping, Danny dove into the palms and shrubs at the edge of the beach.

Danny breathed heavily. He had made it. The fighter plane roared like an angry beast and went to join its squadron. Danny inspected himself. If not for the shrapnel cut, he would not have been hurt. His underwear was grazed and ripped open at some points. But he had survived. Or had he spoken too soon? The thrumming of a plane’s engine filled his ears. The palm trees were suddenly set ablaze, and everything became dark. Absolutely dark.

Time: Unspecified

            Danny woke up in a hospital. A doctor and a few nurses were treating his burns and cut. The doctor explained how he was found in the burning grove, underwear set ablaze. His dad and mom paced nervously, but once they saw that Danny had survived, they cheered ecstatically with joy. Shelly screamed “He’s alive! He’s alive!” Later after his burns were treated, Danny learned that Tom was extremely lucky. He survived the attack, and the Pennslyvania was only slightly damaged. Nathan was lucky too, as he had survived. But now life was tough for him. His family was sent to camps along the West Coast, and Nathan was usually beaten up. He also had to brave interrogation and being tied up in Pennsylvania’s brig. Danny learned that he had survived Roosevelt’s “day of infamy” and that the US had declared war on Japan and its allies. For the next four years, the Allies and Axis would be fighting a brutal war. But all Danny was thankful for was surviving.


Sunday, July 5, 2020

Place Vignette (By William)

I stare out of the window, sitting on a sleek, shiny train. The train rolls through miles of the natural landscape. The land is blanketed in rice fields as far as the eye can see. A conical straw hat, perched on an arched back, glints in the distance. Cicadas outside of the car chirp loudly, happily singing away into the fresh morning air. We pass through large, green, rolling hills. Mist hangs close to the ground, making the hilly range look like a mystical wonderland from a place far away. Trees on the hill form a dense forest, an impenetrable layer of foliage. Bamboo stalks and subtropical giants that have lived for hundreds of years stick out of the ground peacefully, emphasizing the need for nature. Due to the modern state of the train and railway, we are transported at high speeds through wispy clouds and mountain tunnels. There is nobody in sight for miles around. All of this makes for the most beautiful and tranquil scene.

Finally, for what must have taken forever, the city skyline popped out, shrouded in mist. The jagged buildings in the distance rise, looming in front of us. The metro slowly grinds to a halt, with an unpleasant “Scccrrreeeeeee!” Then, the doors to the station opened. “Tsshhhh!” My family and I stepped out of our train. Time to explore the city! I took a deep breath, only to find the warm air slick with water vapor and smog. I loved it. The bustling city in my standards is worth to explore and have a nice vacation in. Outside, cars and busses line up at traffic lights like a mob of fans trying to buy opera tickets. Sweet, aromatic smells waft around, along with shouts of street food vendors trying to sell noodles, tea, rice buns with pork sung, and fried “Churros,” also called oily sticks. We walk down to the city’s central district. A stranger calls from his red sedan, “Hello! Do you need help?” He glances down at our luggage. I glance down at the slick ground and look up at the towering skyscrapers. I chuckle and grin. Only in Taipei.