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Jonathon Kingsley Age: 18 (1937)

Gender: Male

Occupation: CFB soldier

Appearance: Brown Short Mohikan Hair, Hazel eyes, Normal height

Location: Winnipeg (Canada). Goes to Hong Kong later in his life for the Battle of Hong Kong

Personality/Quirks/Unique Personality Traits: His early life was filled with just a simple lower class farmer life. His family was filled with love, but falls into a depression when Jonathon reaches 16 from his father's death. At the age of 16, he becomes the family leader making his personality bold and strong. He has a loving side, but it is hidden under his strong leadership.

Family: His father passes away when he is 16. His mother uses her time to make money and take care after his two siblings: Diana (10 years old) and Jason (14 years old)

Education: He had some education from Winnipeg, but did not pass that onto college because of his devotion to the country and enters the Canadian army.

Languages you speak: English, French, a bit of Chinese

Your main concerns at this time and in life: Family

Portrait (an image that you and we can live with):

December 1st, 1941

Just a couple days ago, I remember myself being in Winnipeg, my hometown with my mother and siblings. I have come to donate my time into my country in order to fight for our mother country, Britain. I have just arrived in Hong Kong Last night after a long journey. I came here thinking those Japs wouldn’t be much of a deal, but I think my thoughts have been missed. From the pressure between the two forces, I see that the Japs are a pretty big deal even against the two big countries: Britain and Canada. Today, I just encountered with some Chinese fellows living here and got to hear about what’s going on around here. His name was Gao Qing Wen. He just told me to call him Gao. Interestingly, many people here understood most of English that I was speaking. Gao got to tell me about the tension between the Japanese and the British forces. He also told me about some good restaurants and some tips that could be helpful around here. Thankfully, he lives just a couple blocks from where we stay, so I guess I can see him from time to time to catch up. I have met some other new friends around here too, just like my room mates Tom and Dennis. They got to tell me about their life back in the homeland and filled me up with their experiences from other battles they fought in. They were definitely a lot more experienced then me. They also told me that alcohol and smoking was the only part of war that keeps you motivated and actually want to live. When you see all the blood and killing, it just feels terrible. I hope this doesn't happen to me, but as a veteran, it did make sense.

December 7th, 1941

Today, the tension broke. I guess from tomorrow, the actual war will begin. We are all filled in hopes just to survive, but who knows what will happen. I have got in touch with a general from Singapore named General Wilson. Our whole military had a meeting the day before the actual combat started. The Japs might start an invasion on the British Hong Kong, so we had to get ready for it. General Wilson came up with some defense and offense mechanisms that we could use in combat. He came up with the resistance strategy to defend our territory. The idea is to build up the amount of water in the river and let it out all, so the Japanese will get attacked and will also slow them down a great amount. The good thing is that Hong Kong’s weather is not cold enough for the lake water to freeze, so it is a perfect chance for us. This is what I understood from his long speech, but he used too many military terms that not a lot of us where taught. The Japanese happen to be a lot stronger than I thought. They have been invading the Chinese territory from 1937 and it is on going. I can’t believe they still have enough people to b ring out on combat from such a small island country. I got assigned a position to look out for. The current General in power called me up to catch General Wilson up with some of news around here. I got to tell him about how strong the Japs are and some information we spied upon them. We got the intel that they have many bombers and about 50 K soldiers. We saw some act of immobilization just a couple days ago, so we are expecting them to come in tomorrow. It is currently 11PM. I should get to sleep before I have to wake up for my 7 AM post next to the Shen Zhen river. I am actually very nervous because this is my actual first real combat and I am worried that I won’t be much of a help to my country. I am here to defend my country and I feel like I’m not ready to do my job.

December 10th, 1941

War has been going on for quite a while now. I have been the first one to see the Japanese forces march up into our territory and I think I’m the one of the only ones that survived. From what I’ve seen it was just a bit over the number of what I have expected. I was expecting around 50K, but it seemed a bit larger than that. Their massive ground forces quickly destroyed our lands and got us alerted. It was a big danger now. All of our troop members were endangered. Our not sufficient number of soldiers quickly led to our demolishment. We were now all in devastation. Our plans with General Wilson has worked on for killing just about half of them, but not long after. They all knew that this was coming and got prepared for it. Apparently, this plan was already taken in place in 1939, which made them get ready and familiar with this, but it was still devastating for them. I think we killed just about half, but they soon rose up with more troops roaring from the back. I again realized the brute force of Japan. I have underestimated them too much from the nationalism I had. Although they are small islands in the Pacific, they did have the determination and great amount of forces that could have easily destroyed us. Again, Gao Qing Wen’s territory was a bit damaged, but I helped him recover from time to time when I could lay off. The heat is rising around here and I feel it getting more threatening every day. I would definitely enjoy a day with some refreshments and rest, but even in my break time, I still have to be on alert for any other attacks. The war is not over yet. We have handled much of the troops, but I bet there are more coming sooner or later. For now the fire has been shut down and calm, but no one knows what will happen tomorrow. Air attacks, bombing, tanks... No one can assume what these Japs will bring on tomorrow.

December 30th, 1941

Our glorious Canadian and British troops have been demolished by the Japanese and now we have been sent to the POW camp as my mates call it. They say I have no hope to even dream of Canada again. This is probably somewhere I will die, but I am not dead now. I have met this nice young guy, just a bit older than me named Fuji Yamaguchi. He is a guard for our special side of the camp. His job is to just stand and guard us, making it very boring. The prisoners here have been talking to him recently and got to know him a bit better. He wasn’t a bad fellow after all. I realized that even though the Japanese are our terrible enemy, not all of them were. He told us about how the prisoners die according to Japanese tradition. He told us that the generals and officers here like to keep a head memory of the people they killed, which is what they did in Nanking. They have raped all of the women and either buried alive or slice the head off of the men that were there. It was apparently something the officers felt proud of. They even had a special tournament on who killed the most which awed us all. It was just too inhumane to hear any longer. This Fuji guy seemed pretty nice. He told us about his life in Japan and how it’s like there. He was no different from me. He had a couple of siblings and his father passed away when he was young and had to take care of his family as the leader. I guess even if we are enemies or friends, we all share love for our family. He was just saying how sorry he was for having us kept in here, but if he wanted to live, he had no choice. He had to live to go back to his family, just like any of us. Even though our family was important, it was just the same for him. We all lie here half dead just thinking of our last moment. We barely get fed. All we think about is how our last moment will be and that makes no difference to living than dying.