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Description
Mr. Moar describes the sequence of events that saw him wounded, captured and working as a batman in Sham Shui Po camp. He expresses his appreciation to the officers he served in that capacity.
Transcription
Well, we were in the camp and they came over, started bombing us. So we was in a camp there where we had no place to go. So they moved us from … we were on the main land, eh. They moved us to Hong Kong and that’s were we stayed as prisoners, in Hong Kong. I don’t remember that much. Of course, see, I got wounded on the 19th of December. It was by shrapnel. I got hit in the leg here by a piece of shrapnel. And I was put in the hospital in Hong Kong. Oh I was there about a year. I was in (inaudible) and then I was told I was sent back on to the mainland. It was a dirty camp. Dirty, lousy and everything, you know. The Indians had been living there. It was all dirty and we had a hell of a time cleaning it up. Well, we were getting rice, three ounces of rice to start with, but then they cut us down to two ounces. Two ounces of rice a day and that’s what we lived on. Two ounces of rice. We used to steam it. Well, I didn’t work on account of my wound. I didn’t work, I was working for the Japs for our officers. They had their own accommodations, but on the side. Had to, where the officers lived. But I was allowed to go in there, to go there and clean up in there. We weren’t paid. We were never paid, but the officers were paid once a month. They used to give us a little bit of food or what they bought. They used to give us some. I was lucky. I got a lot of help from my officers.