Japanese follows English. 英語の後に日本語が続きます。
Books that still remain in your memory tell what you are. "Mateo Falcone" is one such book for me.
"Mateo Falcone" is a short story by Prosper Merimee about Mateo Falcone, a respected landlord in Corsica. Mateo killed his 10-year-old son Fortunato because Fortunato was a "traitor." Fortunato had told a soldier in exchange for a silver watch the whereabout of a fugitive coming to Mateo for help while Mateo had been away. Fortunato had first concealed the bandit in exchange for a silver coin, but afterwards, sold out him in exchange for the watch. (See this Wikipedia website for details.)
I'm not writing to judge whether Mateo is right or wrong (again it's of course wrong to kill), but one thing I can say for sure is that I cannot like Fortunato because I hate traitors. I hate traitors so much that I didn't tell a teacher the name of my classmates who gave letters to me during class no matter how angry the teacher got. Also, I didn't tell my father about my brother's money problem until I decided to leave the problem in my dad's hands when the issue became no longer manageable for me.
I read this book at my paternal grandparents' house once or twice, but it was so shocking that I still sometimes remember about this story, and I ask myself from time to time what I would say if I were a German under the Nazi regime, hid a Jewish friend, and were asked by a cop if I was hiding a Jew...
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