"Prisons of Silence" by Janice Mirikitani - Review.

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“Prisons of Silence” by Janice Mirikitani

        American society, from its beginnings has a group of people – from wherever they are – coming together to live in a free, tolerant place.  We see in the selected readings, that this is not the case.  Is it simply one group who dislikes another?  Is it culture colliding with culture?  Through these stories we find that for as many different types of people we have in American society, so as many opinions, thoughts, preconceptions, and notions exist about one another.

        “Prisons of Silence” by Janice Mirikitani, uses language that so clearly defines what her feelings are, she expresses what it is like to be a Japanese American, with what can only be concluded was during the time of World War II and America’s fight with Japan.  As she starts, she uses the image of a wall.  We see this image throughout her story, describing silence, her flesh, time, dust and more.  Somehow, her life has built these barriers so as to shut her off from the rest of the world.  She is referred to as Jap, filthy Jap!  “Go home, Jap.  Where is home?” (pg. 574)  She is in America, but does not have the identity of an American.

        “I have kept myself contained within these walls shaped to my body and buried by rage.  I rebuilt my life like a wall, unquestioning.  Obeyed their laws…their laws.” (pg. 575)  We see in the next passage of this story, the announcement – that people of Japanese ancestry regardless of citizen status, must be incarcerated.  She again wonders where her home is.  When this happens, her walls slowly come down.  They realize that they are Americans.  They have the same rights as everyone else in the country.  They testify to the way they have been treated and for them, it heals them and mends their souls.  They understand, just because something has been done to them, doesn’t mean that they must accept it.  They fought, which is the basic American ideal, to fight for your beliefs.

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