I hv always like Richard Gere. He's like a wine bottle, the more he ages, the more charming he becomes. Hmmmmm... I sometimes would fantasizes myself aging in elegance like Meryl Streep too, hehe.
This movie is based on a simple and true story and yours truly being a four legged owner too, did shed a few tears. To you, a dog may not be everything. But to it, you are its everything. Ever since I hv Olio, I secretly prepare myself for the day that Olio would be gone.
But Hachi: A Dog's Tale
has given me a perspective what if it's the owner that gone first. HachikÅ (November 10, 1923–March 8, 1935), an Akita breed, was waiting for the owner at the same spot of the same Shibuya train station for nine freaking years.
A bronze statue now sits in the place where the dog waited. The original one was melted down during the war but a second one was built again post war.
His story has been told and retold as a legend to Japanese children as an example of family loyalty and the importance of being true to the memory of a loved one. Millions of Tokyoites have been meeting at the landmark since 1934 and continue to do so today.
During Cheri Sicard's visit to Shibuya, she encountered an old man who had also come to pay his respects. He told her in broken English, "I knew him. I used to bring him treats. The station was much smaller then." With that he approached the statue, gave it a friendly pat, wiped a tear from his eye and slowly walked away.
Hachiko may be gone but he will never be forgotten. The story behind the statue is one that has endured and continually warms the hearts of locals and tourists alike.
has given me a perspective what if it's the owner that gone first. HachikÅ (November 10, 1923–March 8, 1935), an Akita breed, was waiting for the owner at the same spot of the same Shibuya train station for nine freaking years.
His story has been told and retold as a legend to Japanese children as an example of family loyalty and the importance of being true to the memory of a loved one. Millions of Tokyoites have been meeting at the landmark since 1934 and continue to do so today.
During Cheri Sicard's visit to Shibuya, she encountered an old man who had also come to pay his respects. He told her in broken English, "I knew him. I used to bring him treats. The station was much smaller then." With that he approached the statue, gave it a friendly pat, wiped a tear from his eye and slowly walked away.
Hachiko may be gone but he will never be forgotten. The story behind the statue is one that has endured and continually warms the hearts of locals and tourists alike.
The magnitude of its astonishing loyalty, the extraordinary devotion and solid connection.is beyond me! It makes me wonder - how does a dog hv its closure? Perhaps, bringing dogs to the funeral would help?
Pic - http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Hachiko200505-2.jpg
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