Daughters of the Dragon: a Comfort Woman's Story
“I pulled weeds in the yard and climbed up on the roof to straighten the tiles. I scrubbed the stucco walls until my knuckles bled. I raked the yard smooth with a tree branch.
In the mornings of the days and weeks that followed, I searched on my hands and knees for the tiniest speck of dirt in the house and when I found one, I cleaned the entire house again. And each day I pulled weeds and picked stones from the field behind the house until not even a pebble was out of place. I gathered wood... and vegetables until I had as much as we used to put up for the winter. And every night, I scrubbed myself raw and washed my clothes and carefully braided my hair and waited by the fire trying to remember my life the way it was before.
Then one gray afternoon as I was raking the yard, an old woman came up the road and stopped by where the persimmon tree had been. “Anyehaseyo” the woman said. “Are you the girl who used to live here?”
“Anyehaseyo,”MoreLess
In the mornings of the days and weeks that followed, I searched on my hands and knees for the tiniest speck of dirt in the house and when I found one, I cleaned the entire house again. And each day I pulled weeds and picked stones from the field behind the house until not even a pebble was out of place. I gathered wood... and vegetables until I had as much as we used to put up for the winter. And every night, I scrubbed myself raw and washed my clothes and carefully braided my hair and waited by the fire trying to remember my life the way it was before.
Then one gray afternoon as I was raking the yard, an old woman came up the road and stopped by where the persimmon tree had been. “Anyehaseyo” the woman said. “Are you the girl who used to live here?”
“Anyehaseyo,”MoreLess
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