Forgive and Forget…
February 15, 2010
I had a rather interesting day on Sunday, in the sense that its events got me thinking. As part of a school photography assignment my brother needed to complete, I played the role of chauffeur, driving him around various landmarks in Canberra. I didn’t mind this too much as it gave me the opportunity to take some photos of my own.
During the day, however, we visited two sites, which their common presence sparked my thinking. Below are four images I took.
Two of the images I took are from the Australian War Memorial, are national landmark dedicated to those who have sacrificed themselves in battle, to defend Australia. The long list of names (which is still growing) of those fallen is fairly confronting. I have been lucky to live in a time without a major global conflict. The majority of the Australian Fallen comes as a result of World War I, where the ANZAC tradition arose, and World War II, predominantly protecting Australia from invasion by Japan, as well as fighting along side European comrades.
The other two photos are from the Canberra Nara Park, a site dedicated to demonstrate the sister city ties between Canberra and the Japanese city of Nara (in Nara). I spent a week in Japan a few months ago, and have been fascinated by different parts of their culture since. This is not just limited to the modern culture, such as anime, manga and electronics, but also the religious and historical side. I was impressed by shrines and temples whilst there, and am interested to learn more about the history of Japan, particularly the Edo period. Nara park is just a small connection between my city and that history.
The paring of these two sites in Canberra, runs parallel to thoughts that I had regarding my trip to Japan. It was just two generations ago, looking back to my Grandparents that Australia was at war with Japan. My family was directly involved in that conflict. At that time, Japan, amongst other nations, were the enemy. Members of my family risked their lives to repel advances by Japanese forces to preserve Australia the way that it was. Yet just two generations later, that animosity has, for the main part, given way. That a community of young Australians is embracing the Japanese culture, as a compliment to their own Australian identity is interesting. This is not just limited to Australia, but the US and UK as well, where the same phenomena occur.
I think this a great testament to the ability of people to forgive and forget (despite what some say, I believe this is a good human attribute), that the actions, as well as the opinions, of parents and grandparents do not necessarily reflect those of their children (there are always exceptions). It provides hope that current conflicts can be resolved and that we can move on.
I wish one day to be able to write, and publish, a manifesto as it were of my opinions and the way that I see the world. It may be a function of being young and certain, but I can’t help and think that I wish to learn more about people, the world and how and why things happen the way that they do and that I have something constructive to share.
If only I could find the time…











