Noon on July 9, 1994. A TV presenter is wearing a black suit and a black tie.
“The Central Committee of the Korean Labor Party, the Central Military Committee of the Party, the National Defense Commission, the Central People’s Committee, and the DPRK’s State Council have reported to all citizens, Comrade Kim Il Sung and the Central Committee of the Korean Labor Party, Secretary of the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea died with a sudden attack and died today at 2:00 am, dedicating his life to the popular movement for independence and developing his country. The death of a respected father who has been relentlessly and vigorously engaged in activities for the well-being of the people, for unity of the nation, and for the independent independence of the world’s people, It is our great sorrow, “a radio announcer spoke of his successor.
“As long as Kim Jong Il, the only heir to the great leader, is with us, the victory of our revolution is rock solid.” Whether we can cry now determines the future.
It’s not just your career path and your Labor membership but your life and death.
Chongjin’s population is about 500,000, but there are only eight meters of Kim Il Sung’s statue in Pogang Square. People filled the vast square and protruded onto the lawn of the Revolutionary History Museum, located just east.
Waves of the people rushed forward, knocking down the liners, trampling those already lying on the ground, crushing the hedges that had been neatly trimmed. Many people fainted, and the following day, police controlled the crowd by lining up with robes. “Aboji, Aboji,” cried the old woman. It is a title when calling a father or a paper. “Why do you suddenly leave us?” Exclaims the next man.
The waiters in line jumped up, knocked their heads, deliberately fainted, broke their clothes, and drowned in furious anger, hitting the fist in the air.
The sorrowful arts and crafts are taking on the appearance of a winning game. Who can cry loudest? Who got the most? TV news has fueled those who mourn.
For many hours, scenes of crying people, such as big men spilling tears and crying and hitting heads on trees, sailors hitting heads on ship masts, pilots crying in cockpit, etc. were washed away for hours . “We are now in the worst part of Korea’s 5,000-year history of the Korean people,” a Pyongyang TV broadcaster announced.
A propaganda movie, shed shortly after death, said that if the people mourned enough, he would come back to life again. “When the great marshal died, thousands of cranes flew from heaven and tried to carry him away, but the cranes could not do it because the North Koreans lamented Because I saw sorrow, screaming, banging my chest, squeezing my hair, hitting the ground. ”
What was initially a spontaneous expression of sorrow has become a patriotic duty. During the ten days of mourning, women should not wear makeup or set hair. Drinking, dancing and music were banned.
The People’s Team checked how many times people went to worship at Kim Il Sung Statue. In addition to checking what they did, they also observed facial expressions and how they uttered voices, which measured loyalty.
Milan had to go to worship twice a day for the ten days of mourning. Once with the children in the kindergarten, and twice with the teacher’s working unit. Milan was worried that a 5-year-old girl was in her class and the cry of the child was so grieving that she would be crushed. But after a while, Milan noticed that the child was spitting on his hand and soaking his face. “If I didn’t cry, I was a bad child, my mother said,” he confessed. A famous actress from Chongjin was unable to cry and forfeited. Not only was his political belief questioned, but he was on the verge of losing his job. (Barbara Demick, Ordinary Lives in North Korea)
When I went to school as usual, just before lunch time, a teacher came into the classroom and told me, “I’m off today.” A famous announcer on the Korean Central Television, Li Thuni, was dressed in black and cried with red eyes.
The news was broadcast extensively on the radio saying, “The great heart has stopped beating.” The next morning, all school students were gathered before the latter, and the principal and teachers began giving speeches. Everyone spoke in tears, not trying to hide their sadness. Funeral songs were being played throughout the school broadcast. The rally lasts for hours. No one commanded us to “cry”.
He doesn’t even say “If you don’t cry, you’ll be seen with suspicion.” But they knew that they were all required to cry. The next day there was a similar rally. This time it is near the Pochonbo Battle Victory Monument in Hesan Park.
Over the course of hours, the expression of sorrow gradually became unusual. All school lessons have been canceled and all steel mills, sawmills, other factories, shops and markets have been shut down and closed. Every day, the teacher took us up the hill and picked wildflowers for the bronze statue of Kim Il Sung in Hesan Park. Eventually, all the flowers are gone, but you have to find them somewhere else. Too few flowers are considered an insult to a great leader. While searching for flowers in the field, a flock of dragonflies flew close to us.
“Look,” the teacher said, really surprised. “Even the dragonfly is grieving for the death of the great leader.” After the mourning days, what was afraid happened.
He punishes those who shed less tears. Students from all schools were gathered in the schoolyard, and one girl, allegedly crying, was sent to everyone. And everyone was thrown at the abusive language at once. (Lee Hyun-so, “A Girl with Seven Names”)
He cried at the bronze statue of Kim Il Sung for the memorial music. I didn’t intend to cry, but it made me feel crying. Over time, there were people who did not tears but only voiced.
Very few people will voluntarily go to the statue. As a member of the Korean Labor Party, I was told to go every day, but I went there only four times. At first it was decided to go for ten days, which was extended to one hundred days and extended to the end of December. (Asahi Newspaper Aera editorial department, “Exiles from North Korea”)
Kim Jong Il’s words, “Prevent the crying from dying for 24 hours before the statue.” During the funeral, a woman whose feet did not move fell and became full of mud. There were those who glanced at the figure. All of them were immediately taken to the camp. We were told that he was blaspheming the President. (Zhang Jinshu “Beyond the Freezing River”)