Based on the best selling autobiographical book by Agnes Newton and with stunning performances by Colbert and Hayakawa, make this a must see film. An engrossing, at times shattering, film, Three Came Home is a moving portrait of the horrors of war and, at the same time, of the humanity that exists under even the. Three Came Home by Agnes Newton Keith — Reviews, Discussion, Bookclubs, Lists. This is Agnes Keith's account of spending three years in a Japanese camp on the island of Borneo in the South Pacific during World War II. She is a gifted writer, able to create a candid portrait of internees and captors alike.
My bookmark had ample space for jotting down new (to me) vocabulary. Listing the words within context will convey the feel of the book. My vocabulary list tour through the book: Offal (pg. The new camp site was to be over the excrement pits of the soldiers' camps, where the ground was full of hookworm, and the air was full of mosquitoes. It wa the third time we had moved in 1. This time we were exchanging our newly planted vegetable garden for an offal pit."Punctilio (pg. The movers themselves matched the goods that they handled; they, like our material belongings, were broken- down, ragged, pathetic; they, like our beds, chairs, stools, and tables, were inelegant, but invaluable. Full Movie Info Of Three Came Home: The true story of Agnes Newton Keith’s imprisonment in several Japanese prisoner-of-war camps from 1941 to the end of WWII. Three Came Home [Agnes Newton Keith] on Amazon.com. *FREE* shipping on qualifying offers. This book tells the experiences of a family imprisoned in a Japanese. Claudette Colbert stars as American author Agnes Newton Keith, who, along with her British husband, was arrested and held in a Japanese prison camp on Born. Three Came Home Claudette ColbertShirtless, shoeless, stockingless, hatless, each one bandaged, with a septic leg or arm, a cough, a limp, a droop- -in the past these men had suffered with excess punctilio; today they scarcely had pants."Concatenation (pg. We had just been reminded with especial emphasis one day to take our washing off the line, in order to make the camp look neat, to clean our barracks, to keep up our morale, to be happy, to keep well, and to be clean. With which advice, our rations for the day were cut. This concatenation of circumstances warned me that there must be either more Japanese generals in town, or Japanese gentlemen of the press, to enjoy the sight of our well- being, and help eat our rations."Perquisites (pg. As the packages were addressed to 'American Internees', they were turned over to the four Americans.. The four of us were called to the Japanese offices, and each one was given a pair of men's army shoes, and a food package for herself, as the perquisites of Americans."Palliative (pg. A stranger coming into our camp would not have guessed from the atmosphere that all of us were hungry, many were suffering from physical complaints for which we had neither remedy nor palliative, and all were sick at heart."Obsequies (pg. The procession passes out of our gate and moves on past the sentry. Down the road, in front of the men's clinic, it pauses. Soon it is joined there by another coffin, this one draped with a Union Jack and carried by soldiers. In it is the body of a British soldier who had died this morning. The tropical climate allows for no delay in funeral obsequies."Humdinger (pg. The humdinger or small rheostat was made from stolen old brass, bakelite, and wire."Quotes: p. It was like every other Christmas tree, the shrine of great promise."p. Each one of us was beginning to know that it is not enough to exist, that one must have a reason for existing. Man liveth not by bread alone, but by every word that proceedeth out of the mouth of God', was never so true as in prison camp. And the less bread there was, the more we needed the Word."p. I thought of all the young men of all races, who were dying all over the world in battle, who had at some time lain like George at their mothers' side. When those boys died, what did they die for? How often must they have asked themselves this question. I could not believe that their answer was "For hate." Hate is worth neither living nor dying for."p. I doubted the existence of anything beyond myself, but more than ever I needed something. As life grew grimmer my only sign of something beyond was the constant search and desire for it."p. We had two virtues: good cheer, and courage. The morale in camp was always good. We knew the only way to make camp life bearable was to laugh, not cry. Tears and gloom were resented more than vice.". Robot Check. Enter the characters you see below. Sorry, we just need to make sure you're not a robot. For best results, please make sure your browser is accepting cookies.
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