Hahna Short Story
Hana sat dressed in black at Taro’s funeral at age 63 and thought about all of the good things that they had done with their lives, and all of the great experiences they shared together and she remembers how it all began.
It all started with the dinner the first day she met Taro, they were sitting with his friends eating very traditional Japanese foods that Taro prepared for his special guest, but Hana’s feeling were unclear about her new life. Many worries flooded her mind and she pushed them off knowing that if she tried hard enough life would be a piece of cake. As the friends finished dinner Hana was unclear on where she was going to stay the night when Taro approached her and explained that she will be staying in the local Inn for the next …show more content…
couple of weeks. Hana appreciated this offer and it made her realize that Taro was a very well rounded gentleman.
The next few weeks were very relaxing, Hana got to get very close to Taro and she felt wonderful when they were close to each other and she set up the marriage for June 19, 1900.
After the wedding was set Hana moved into the house like a Remora to a shark and then and there began their new life together and they knew it was going to be a long run for the both of them.
Their wedding held true to their Japanese roots Hana wore a watabōshi and she was painted head to toe in pure white to show her maiden status to the Gods and Taro wore a very nice black suit and tie. It was a beautiful wedding, it was held in a beautiful Japanese garden that Hana visited to get the serenity of her home filled with vegetation of her home and peace and quiet. It was pure bliss, she felt as if she were a butterfly able to be free and travel wherever she wanted to go.
They were going strong, then one day in 1943 they were reading the Oakland Tribune and read with mouths gaping that the U.S. is at war with the Japanese and noticed that Pearl Harbor. Hana was shocked and started to cry as Taro came to her side to comfort her and he mentioned everything was going to be alright and nothing and he meant nothing would ever come between them. Hana and Taro were sent to camps where thousands of other Japanese people were held just like them, Hana and Taro did not know what to think about this they just knew they had to
fight. Life was hard in the camps, but it brought the old family closer than they had ever been before and their love had reached new heights and they grew stronger every day while the others dwindled away like a plant in a drought. Then one day the gates opened up and the seas parted and the Japanese were set free they all got in cars and arrived in the new world that awaited them, it brought back memories of when Hana first arrived in America and she started to weep. After all they had been through they had lived a great life and Taro died sitting next to his beautiful wife sitting on their porch with their new dog named Persimmon she knew at this point that she could die a happy woman and look back on her life with respect, power, and happiness.
It all started with the dinner the first day she met Taro, they were sitting with his friends eating very traditional Japanese foods that Taro prepared for his special guest, but Hana’s feeling were unclear about her new life. Many worries flooded her mind and she pushed them off knowing that if she tried hard enough life would be a piece of cake. As the friends finished dinner Hana was unclear on where she was going to stay the night when Taro approached her and explained that she will be staying in the local Inn for the next …show more content…
couple of weeks. Hana appreciated this offer and it made her realize that Taro was a very well rounded gentleman.
The next few weeks were very relaxing, Hana got to get very close to Taro and she felt wonderful when they were close to each other and she set up the marriage for June 19, 1900.
After the wedding was set Hana moved into the house like a Remora to a shark and then and there began their new life together and they knew it was going to be a long run for the both of them.
Their wedding held true to their Japanese roots Hana wore a watabōshi and she was painted head to toe in pure white to show her maiden status to the Gods and Taro wore a very nice black suit and tie. It was a beautiful wedding, it was held in a beautiful Japanese garden that Hana visited to get the serenity of her home filled with vegetation of her home and peace and quiet. It was pure bliss, she felt as if she were a butterfly able to be free and travel wherever she wanted to go.
They were going strong, then one day in 1943 they were reading the Oakland Tribune and read with mouths gaping that the U.S. is at war with the Japanese and noticed that Pearl Harbor. Hana was shocked and started to cry as Taro came to her side to comfort her and he mentioned everything was going to be alright and nothing and he meant nothing would ever come between them. Hana and Taro were sent to camps where thousands of other Japanese people were held just like them, Hana and Taro did not know what to think about this they just knew they had to
fight. Life was hard in the camps, but it brought the old family closer than they had ever been before and their love had reached new heights and they grew stronger every day while the others dwindled away like a plant in a drought. Then one day the gates opened up and the seas parted and the Japanese were set free they all got in cars and arrived in the new world that awaited them, it brought back memories of when Hana first arrived in America and she started to weep. After all they had been through they had lived a great life and Taro died sitting next to his beautiful wife sitting on their porch with their new dog named Persimmon she knew at this point that she could die a happy woman and look back on her life with respect, power, and happiness.