Tales of the South Pacific Review

I was really excited to read this book.  I love the South Pacific and have some ties to it.  My Grandpa served a mission for our church there and then later in their lives my Grandpa went back with my Grandma and served again.  At the same time my Grandpa was there my husband's Grandparents were there serving a mission.  It is a place I feel a connection to and that I want to visit some day.

Tales of the South Pacific are short stories of WWII and people serving in the South Pacific Islands (obviously).  Each story isn't  completely disconnected from the others because there are a few characters that pop up in several of the stories.  One soldier makes appearances through the whole book. 

The stories that tell about army life and what they had to go through to fight battles during the war are so interesting. Those stories speak of what they ate and how many of them didn't have enough to do to pass the time and were very bored and had to find other things to keep their minds sane.  Some of the chapters talked about battles that they fought and how many lost their lives.  Other stories share the personal struggles that some faced as they were away from their families and had seen so much sadness and a different part of the world so foreign to the one they came from.  I think one of my favorite stories is about a small island that they need to build a landing strip on.  The officer who is sent out there to inspect the island and find the right spot gets to know the people there and the history.  It was really neat to hear about these people and how they live on this isolated island away from civilization.  Also on this island there used to be prisons from a previous war and you get a little glimpse of the island's history.  If the book only contained these types of stories I would have given the book 5 balls of yarn, but it didn't.

The stories that shared how men couldn't control themselves with the native women, how they had to clear an entire island of all the women and move them to a separate and more secluded island to save them from the American soldiers raping them, how some soldiers fell in love with the women and then after being intimate with them flat out refused to marry them because of the color of their skin (I know it was a different time and era, but if they could just keep it under control…) and left them behind with a broken heart.  It's these kinds of stories that made me not enjoy the book.  It made me think of something that my Father-in-law shared about the time when he was waiting to be shipped out for the Vietnam War.  The chapel on the base in Southern California where he shipped out from had a sign that said, "War is Hell.  Leave your conscience here and we will keep it safe for you".  I understand that these men were on a secluded island far from their wives or their girlfriends for many, many months, but it did seem that they left their conscience behind and lived for the moment.  I was rather disgusted with these stories and they left a bad taste in my mouth.