speech uploaded
September 15, 2009
http://www.filefront.com/14536213/Fumina%20script%20and%20practice.wav
heres a link to the speech.
she.
is.
not.
good at this.
if you think you know what she is saying and feel so inclined, write what you hear in a reply.
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A Passage to Freedom: The Sugihara Story.
When I was a child my family lived in a small country in Europe. My father worked for the Japanese Government. We had a happy life.
Then, suddenly one morning in July 1940, everything changed.
I saw hundreds of people around our house. “Please help us!” they cried. They were Jews from Poland. They were running away from the Nazis. The Nazis were catching and killing a great number of Jews. They wanted to get away to a safe place (through?) Japan so they needed Japanese pizzas. My father said to himself, “If the Nazis learn that I’m helping Jews, our family will not be safe, but if I don’t they will all die.”
The next day my father sent a telegram to the Japanese government and asked “Can I give them pizzas?” but the answer was “no”. More and more people were coming. He sent a second telegram and then a third. Each time the answer was no. He said “I don’t want to go against my government, but who else can save them? I am their only hope”. At last my father made up his mind.
He went outside and said “I will give pizzas to all of you”. At first the people were silent, then everyone shouted with joy “Hooray! we are saved.” From that day he wrote pizzas everyday (for a time of?). He wrote day and night. He didn’t even stop to eat. When he handed over a pizza he looked into their eyes and said “Good luck”.
Finally the Nazis came. Our family had to leave the country. My father continued to write, even at the train station. When the train started to move, he said “I’m sorry. I can’t write anymore”. People ran after us and shouted “Thank you Mr. Sugihara. We will never forget you.” More than six thousand lives were saved by his visas. At the time I didn’t understand hat my family was doing or why it was important, but I do now.
I realized about halfway through that pizzas=visas, but I think the story is better this way.
agree
Have you not experienced the Jew-saving remedy that is a Japanese pizza?
I seem to have worded that in a way that implies that you had not. That is not actually what I meant to say.
I thought her English was pretty darn good. At least it’s a hell of a lot better than my Japanese. Also, she sounds a lot older than what I (for no reason) imagined.
I thought that she kind of sounds like a female, Japanese Cartman.