She was born in the Dutch East Indies where her father was a military officer. It was late 1937 and the Japanese were overtaking Southeast Asia.
Most likely in Spring, 1941, the Japanese imprisoned her father and sent her brother to a labor camp. She and her mother were given one hour to vacate their home.
First, they lived with a relative, then at a retreat. Soon, the Japanese arrived there as well, and loaded them on a train - a cattle car - to prison camp. There was no room to sit, and no toilets.
"We were hungry constantly," she remembers. "We stood in the hot sun for an hour to get a bowl of rice. It was cruel and scary for me."
"My mother was strong," she says. "She trusted the Lord, and I was close to him, even as a child."
There were 300 women and children in one building. "Mom had to bow down to guards and say in Japanese, 'We honor you.' One time she said in Dutch, 'Drop dead.'"
At Christmas time her mother organized the women to sing. She believes angels surrounded the building, keeping guards away.
Her mother in 1945 had a vision including the date the war would end. It came to pass, 3-1/2 years after they entered the camp. A woman in charge told everyone they were free to go.
Not so fast. There were "freedom fighters." We guess they were Indonesians who hated both the Japanese and the Dutch who had ruled them.
What happened next? - tomorrow.
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