I have just finished Under a Java Moon. A based on a true story about a child in an internment camp in Java during ww2.
I was brought up in Singapore and always remember a friend of my mother's who would save all her left overs, which in that heat was unusual.
I asked my Mum once why and she explained her friend had been a child internee. To start with I was confused as I had just read Anne Frank and thought she meant her friend was Jewish and had been caught up in the Holocaust. My Mum then explained about the Japanese Internment camps. In Singapore 30 years later as a child I knew nothing of them and my mother quietly educated me, saying I wasn't to ask her friend as she didn't like to talk about it.
This is the first book that I've read from that childs view, and was blown away with how a child, no less a newborn could live through it.