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= Rape of Nanking, Poo-tee-weet = Name: Robert O. Wilson Age: 31 Gender: Male Occupation: Physician Social Class: High-class Financial situation: Born from a //relatively//, because the overall wealth during The Great Depression was low, rich family, Robert O. Wilson was well educated and was a hard working physician. Appearance: Robert O. Wilson is a very charming man who wears circular eyeglasses, has neat hair, wears formal attire, and has peculiar ear lobes. Location ( [|map] ): Nanking Habitual locations: Robert O. Wilson works and stays mostly at the University of Nanking Hospital, where he helped sick people out. Daily routine: 6:30 - 7:00 - Eats a fabulous breakfast with first class caviars and freshly squeezed coconut juice. 7:00 - 7:30 - Takes a hot bath on jacuzzi and rests his mind. 7:30 - 8:00 - Travels to work (University of Nanking Hospital) 8:00 - 12:30 - Morning sessions in the hospital 12:30 - 1:00 - Quick and light lunch with fellow workers 1:00 - 4:00 - Afternoon sessions 4:00 - 4:50 - Silent reading of //As I Lay Dying//, by William Faulkner 4:50 - 5:20 - Travel back to home 5:20 - 6:00 - A feast/dinner with Kobe Steak from Japan with fresh milk from Sapporo 6:00 - 7:30 - Silent reading of //As I Lay Dying//, by William Faulkner 7:30 - 8:30 - Writes diary entries regarding the issues in Nanking 8:30 - 9:00 - Full jacuzzi bath, accompanied with chinese herbs 9:00 - 10:00 - Reads the bible and prays 10:00 - Sleeps Personality/Quirks/Unique Personality Traits: Robert O. Wilson is a man of irony and contrast. He is very extravagant and wants to live a rich life, yet, he is a man of philanthropy and altruism. He is an attentive reader who likes to read a lot. Influenced mostly by //Gospel of Wealth//, by Andrew Carnegie, Robert O. Wilson likes to help other people. He also believes that all wars are pointless and should be avoided. Past/individual-family history: The family root of Robert O. Wilson can be tracked back to modern day Europe. Robert O. Wilson's parents moved to the America as a protestant, for religious motivations. Family: Father, Wilbur F. Wilson, and mother, Mary Rowley Wilson, were both protestants and traveled to America for religious motives. Social relations with your own and other classes (people you deal with or know about in other classes, AND your opinions and feelings about them): Robert O. Wilson helps patients and sick people at work. He is a very hard working doctor. Religion: Robert O. Wilson is a protestant because he was greatly influenced by his parents on religious views and beliefs. Education: Robert O. Wilson received first class education from Princeton University and from Harvard medical school. He was a well educated man. Portrait:


 * Diary # 1: Calm Before the Storm**


 * July 7, 1937,**


 * Dear Diary,**

Lying down on the jacuzzi, I had no idea of what was going on. Through the tiny little hole between the door and the wall, I was able to eavesdrop what the house maids were talking about. Yes, I am an intelligent man, but that doesn't mean I will know EVERYTHING. I inferred that there was a serious conflict, after listening to the mysterious conversation between the two housemaids. With my curiosity intensifying, I couldn't resist. I hung the bathrobe around my lower body and interrupted the conversation like a mad man. The housemaids reacted with a countenance of shock and astonishment. I started asking questions to the housemaids, "What happened?" "Did someone die?" "It's the Japanese! They officially declared war against the Chinese!" The housemaids replied with hesitation. "Wait, that's old news, please read the news, will ya? That war was over in 1895?!?!?!" I remarked with an overly condescending tone. "We were talking about the Second Sino-Japanese War." One of the housemaid quietly remarked. "Oh, I was just joking, you know that." I ran quickly back into the jacuzzi with embarrassment and began to read the newest newspaper delivered. The newspaper stated that the Japanese has declared war on the Chinese. In the newspaper, I read all this weird articles about weird people, Chiang Kai-shek, Prince Asaka Yasuhiko, and General Tang Sheng-Chih. Despite all the cool foreign general names and the cool weapons, all wars are meaningless; thus, they all should be avoided. All we get out of them are people's death and misery. The winner's victory is just a gilded case for just another pain and suffering. I had no time for this meaningless musing. I took a look at the window and saw people running and packing their luggages. I tried contacting the hospital and told me that I needed to be there because I was the only physician remaining in the region. My mind has been under great stress ever since I heard the news. I began to think about one of my best friends in Nanking, George Fitch. We knew each other from a year ago; as many friends have great similarities, we share similar religious views. Other thoughts were bothering me. Meaningless and pointless conflicts arise in life, but, why? Why do we have to go into a war? I began packing my stuff to go to work as fast as I could have.


 * Diary # 2: A Knock at the Gate**


 * August 20th, 1937,**


 * Dear Diary,**

I lived everyday for a month, hoping for the news to be a prank or a joke. I couldn't believe that "War", the last thing I hoped for, was going to happen in the region that I was residing in. Japan must have been out of its mind, they truly are. Even though we call them Yellow Journalists, most of their information are probably true. The Japanese are immoral, greedy, and short people, indeed. Walking by the streets, I was able to talk to a fairly young, tall, and fit Chinese man. His name was Lin Xhuang. He was a man of true characteristic. I like him. He started to smell me, taste me, and circle around me about 3 times to check I wasn't a Japanese. We had a similarity: we both hate Japanese people. Lin Xhuang seemed to be shocked that the Japanese actually invaded Nanking. Everybody thought it was just a warning or a threat, but it was for real! From Lin Xhuang, I was able to learn that the Chinese military was far inferior to those of the Japanese. Due to the Meiji Restoration, the Japanese were able to have self-sufficiency and great development in military. What shall I do to stop these Japanese from invading us and stop this pointless war? I decided to ask my lord for some answer. "My grace, my lord, my god, what shall I do to stop this war?" I asked mercifully to god, in order to solve the issue at hand. I was enlightened, I was pacified, I was chosen, I was Robert O. Wilson. I needed to take action. Instead of stupidly thinking about what will happen or inactively asking other people, even as holy or divine as god, for advice, I had to take action. I had to help the people who were in danger. I couldn't be the //only// one helping the war torn people. I needed another person who will assist me in shining the shatter of hope in this meaningless battle. I needed, John Gillespie. He was well known as a generous man. He worked with me for a quite a long time in the University of Nanking Hospital. He was just the man I needed. I began to prepare the plan to help the broken hearts and restore the fragmented lights of hope. Just like what Florence Nightingale showed in the Crimean Wars, I decided to help the injured people during the war with medical support. I decided to bring back hope to those who lost or forgotten it. I went to the hospital to set up all that I needed to implement this plan. I made sure everything could run smoothly. I appointed myself as the "housestaff" position, so that I could keep an eye on everything that was going on. As all physicians have actually abandoned this area of Nanking, I decided to recruit some elite physicians and doctors who could help us with this battle. I had to communicate to other physicians that I knew in regions of Shanghai and Zhengzhou. They fortunately said there were several beginning physicians who were looking forward to the job. I am nervous and tired. I have no idea on how to train these young physicians to actually change and help the world. I am tired of all the thinking, planning, and stressing out. I need some rest.


 * Diary # 3: The Gates Come Tumbling Down**


 * November 22nd, 1937,**


 * Dear my only pop, Wilbur F. Wilson**

Pop, I am hoping this letter will be delivered to you. You probably heard about the situation in the Nanking region. You know, father, that war is the last thing I will one to go through. As I am experiencing and going through this unfortunate happening, I was able to reassure my belief and prove again how war is, indeed, meaningless. Dad, I first want to tell you that I will be fine throughout. The Japanese seem to be treating the foreigners better than the Chinese people. These Chinese people are becoming a victim of war crime and torture. Pop, please tell other people in America of the brutalities of the situation. I was able to contact with one of the experts in the current war, __Frank Tillman__. He is a well known reporter in this region, he knows a lot about the issue at hand. He says that the "Chinese people in Nanking deserves  to live and no person has a right to kill another person." I agree with this man's belief. As I look outside of the window right now, I see the Japanese exploiting these Chinese people by brutally killing innocent civilians, raping poor women, and, even, killing children. This is a horrendous war crime that the Japanese are committing. Pop, you probably know of one of my favorite authors, Henri Dunant. In his book, //Memoir of Solferino//, he clearly describes what soldiers should NOT do during a war. The Japanese are doing all that a soldier is not supposed to do. I know and you probably know about the Geneva Conventions, starting from 1864. The Geneva Conventions talked about the sick and wounded people during war and prisoners of war, but doesn't talk about the protection of civilians during war times. Pop, please we MUST create awareness to the world so that some action will be taken to protect such innocent people and prevent this from happening in the future. I was able to talk to one of the Chinese soldiers participating in the war. His name was __Kong Bao Tai__. He told me about the number of soldiers dying in the battlefield. He said that the Chinese were losing brutally and were losing the war. Starvation was striking the soldiers due to lack of food and resources. The Japanese had a far superior weaponry than the Chinese soldiers. He told me he is currently running away from the Japanese. Pop, every Chinese women and men are afraid of the Japanese. We must take action. I cannot just wait here and stare at the people dying. That is why, currently, I am working in the hospital to cure many injured and damaged people. I believe that I am doing the right thing. "Surplus wealth is a sacred trust which its possessor is bound to administer in his life time for the good of the community." I am lucky that I am a foreigner here. I have the "surplus wealth" and it is time to use that advantage to help the others. I am using my status as a foreigner to help the war torn Chinese soldiers and civilians.  Pop I hope you could also help change the world by raising awareness in America of the horrendous things going on in Nanking and China right now. Please help us and please reply back once received this letter.

**From your only son, Robert O. Wilson**


 * Diary # 4: Through the Gates into Hell**


 * December 25h, 2010,**


 * Dear Diary,**

How ironic it is! The gate way to hell opens in Christmas. Rapes, murders, unspeakable crime, and the Japanese just all became synonyms to me and many others. The world may not know of such untold stories, but I know, you know, and we all know deep inside our heart. It is Christmas. All I want for Christmas is these Chinese people's freedom from such horror. About two weeks ago, I had to witness a Chinese Girl, called __Lou Xia__, getting raped. Oh, how impotent I was. I always talked about how such war and crime should be stopped and I don't have the true guts to make things happen. For this just moment, I figured out how all of us are weak. Whether he or she is a bystander like me, a victim, or a criminal, we all have equal amount of power. It just matters how we //show// our power. Some use selfishly, some use it to help others, and some just don't use it at all. A selfishly used power is a power wasted. To pleasure themselves, for their own benefits, I saw sadistic motives in their flaming eyes. I really wanted to stop the girl from getting raped, but I just couldn't, I was pretty selfish too. All men are selfish, but some are more selfish than others. I already saw hopelessness in China. How brutal are these Japanese people? The Guangha Gate and Taiping Gate were both fallen to the Japanese, allowing the faster transportation of the Japanese soldiers. CHINESE ARE DOOMED. General Tang Sheng-chi commanded his Chinese army to abandon the city of Nanking. The CHINESE military abandoned its own people. They left these innocent Chinese people to the hands of the sadistic Japanese people. They should have protected them by at least taking the civilians with them or by providing them a safe shelter. After all this, all I see is horror inside these Chinese people's eyes, struck with fear. China and Nanking are both falling now. Soldiers are dying, civilians are running out of food, and people are getting tortured. I think the end is coming fast and unfortunately, I think the end will not be pleasant for me and for the Chinese. Will my growing sympathy to the Chinese end as a disappointment?

**Diary # 5: A Survivor**

**July 7th, 1954,**

**Dear Diary,**

I just discovered this diary, hidden under my bed. Seventeen years has passed since the Rape of Nanking, but I still remember the horror. Reading the previous entries that I have made, I figured out that one questions was not answered. " Will my growing sympathy to the Chinese end as a disappointment?" My sympathy towards the Chinese was a disappointment. What is the true remedy to all conflicts? What is the solution to all wars? I had an answer after reflecting upon my diaries and the war: preventing it. Acting proactively to prevent the conflict is the best measure to take. Reflecting upon the Rape of Nanking, the best method of preventing it was to inhibit Japanese imperialistic movement in Asia. Other large countries like US or other powerful european nations should have suppressed such inhumane crimes that the Japanese were committing. I was glad that the Japanese were held in trial after World War II. Many military officials responsible for the Rape of Nanking were severely punished for their deeds. However, one thing that still remains as a injury or a scar is the damage and pain the Chinese people had to go through. Many lost their children, many lost their family members, and many actually had to go through the pain of getting raped or getting killed. Thinking about this event, I was able to meet and talk to Frank Tillman, the famous reporter during that time. We discussed and he had similar views with me. He questioned how could the Chinese peoples' essential part of life be returned? I believe it cannot. That is why a war is meaningless and such events like the Rape of Nanking is a type of genocide. It is a complete genocide of all people. It kills their culture, their family, their life, their meaning to life, their food, and the list goes on. I don't anticipate a world without wars and conflicts because I realized that that is impossible. However, I believe that some efforts of reconciliation and peace should be approached to the situation, as we all learn from mistakes. The mistakes in the Rape of Nanking should not be repeated again.

media type="youtube" key="4X3aiQbkDCM?fs=1" height="385" width="480"a video that shows us what //actually// happened in the Rape of Nanking

Works Cited: http://factsanddetails.com/china.php?itemid=59&catid=2 http://www.someworthwhilequotes.com/RAPREADING.html http://www.library.yale.edu/div/Nanking/Photographs.html http://marsianexpress.blogspot.com/2009/05/truth-of-second-sino-japanese-war.html