Farewell to Manzanar Excerpt. Jeanne Wakatsuki Houston. In her book Farewell to Manzanar, Jeanne Wakatsuki Houston tells the story of what it was like to be. Clarify your understanding by rereading passages, summarizing, or slowing down your reading pace. As you read the excerpt from Farewell to Manzanar, use a. this excerpt from her memoir, think about her first impressions of the camp. Section 4 Excerpt from Farewell to Manzanar by James D. Houston and Jeanne.

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Everything just came boiling up at once. They would take off from Terminal Island, help each other find the schools of sardine, share nets and radio equipment — competing and cooperating at the same time. He had attended military school in Japan until the age of seventeen, and part of him never got over that. Tayama couldn’t identify anyone precisely, but the next day three men were arrested and one of exerpt was sent out of the camp to the country jail at Independence, ten miles away.

But The Nereid was his pride. Since sugar and meat were both in short supply, and since fo was rumored that infants had died from saccharin mixed into formulas as a sugar substitute, these charges were widely believed. I was too young to witness any of it. About all he had left at this point was his tremendous dignity. In those days — — there was no smog around Long Beach.

Farewell to Manzanar

There was no point to it. You had to squint against the glare to keep them sighted, and with every blink you expected the last white speck to be gone. Some were simply being questioned and released.

My oldest brothers, Bill and Woody, were his crew. He was not only an alien; he held a commercial fishing license, and in the early days of the war the FBI was picking up all such men, for fear they were somehow making contact with enemy ships off the coast. Some coped with it better than he, some worse.


A vigilante party searched the corridors. It was a kind of duty, perhaps a way of manzanqr a little good luck to the voyage, or warding off the bad. That night Papa burned the flag he had brought with him from Hiroshima thirty-five years earlier. Where to, or for how long?

Several months later, his family learned he was imprisoned in a federal prison in Fort Lincoln, N. Some led to beatings. December 20, He had another smaller boat, called The Wak a a short version of our namewhich he kept in Santa Monica, where we lived. Your purchase helps support NPR programming. My mother began to weep. Farewell to Manzanar kanzanar Jeanne Wakatsuki Houston. Kurihara’s group set up microphones and speakers near the cook’s barracks and began a round of crowd-stirring speeches, demanding his release, charging that Tayama and the administration had used this beating to cover up the sugar fraud and saying it was time to get the inus once and for all.

I remember it was Sunday because I was out of school, which meant I could fareqell down to the wharf and watch. Food and the Japanese Internment Dec. And Manzxnar remember hearing the crowds rush past our block that night.

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We yelled at them to have a good trip, and after they were out of earshot and the sea had swallowed their engine noises, we kept waving. January 1, One young man was killed on the spot. Army in France and in Germany, and he was so frustrated by his treatment at Manzanar he was ready to renounce his citizenship and sail to the old country.

Another day went by and we still had heard nothing. The confiscators were often deputies sworn in hastily during the turbulent days right after Pearl Harbor, and these men seemed to be acting out the general panic, seeing sinister possibilities in the most ordinary household items: Then word came that he had been taken in to custody and shipped out.


With the bells and the MP jeeps patrolling up and down the streets, I was a long time getting to sleep. He burned a lot of papers too, documents, anything that might suggest he still had some connection with Japan.

This was a young cook well known for his defiance and contempt for the authorities.

We watched until the boats became a row of tiny white gulls on the horizon. I had just turned seven.

The man who emerged as leader of the rioters was Hawaiian born Joe Kurihara. This instantly cleared the street, and the riot was over.

In the months before the riot the bells rang often at our mess hall, sending out the calls for public meetings. It wasn’t as simple as that. But I think he knew it was futile to hide out or resist. He was tall for a Tp man, nearly six feet, lean and hard and healthy-skinned from the sea.

Excerpt: ‘Farewell to Manzanar’

Jeanne, the youngest of 10 children, was interned with her family in Manzanar, a bleak, barren camp of tar paper shacks in California’s Owen Valley desert. Against Papa’s orders I kept sneaking looks out the window, and I saw something I had only seen once before. A lot of fishermen around San Pedro Harbor had similar contracts with the canneries.

Mama knew they were taking all the alien men first to an interrogation center right there on the island. He had no rights, no home, no control over his own life. Looking back, what they now call the December Riot seems farewelll have been inevitable.