NAO DEGUCHI A Biography of the Foundress of Oomoto Chapter One
A Grandmother's Prediction
The years 1836 and 1837 were years of terrible famine in Japan. Torrential rains
inundated the fields, destroying the crops. Starving people ate everything
conceivably edible, to the point of boiling and eating the rush outer layer
of the mat flooring to stave off the pangs of hunger. Even the wealthy had
nothing to eat, many dying of starvation with fortunes at their sides.
Families everywhere viewed with horror the arrival of another mouth to feed,
and the abandoning of unwanted infants was an open practice. Given the lax
attitude of society towards this primitive method of birth control, sucessive
crop failures sealed the fate of countless innocent babies.
At the time there lived in the village of Fukuchiyama in the province of Tamba
a certain Gorôsaburô Kirimura, who followed the family tradition of carpentry.
At one time the Kirimuras had been carpenters in the service of the nobility,
entitled to surname and sword, a privilege usually denied those below the rank
of samurai. They were also innkeepers and led a very comfortable life. From
Gorôsaburô generation, however, a series of family misfortunes forced the
Kirimuras to sell their estate and take up residence in a small house.
Gorôsaburô and his wife Soyo had two sons, and in 1836, at the peak of the famine,
Soyo conceived a third child. This event precipitated a family crisis and Gorôsaburô
and Soyo would lie in the bed talking over their predicament in whispers until far
into the night. The only solution seemed to be to get rid of the baby, until one night
Gorôsaburô's mother Takeko overheard their discussions from the adjoining room.
Deeply incensed, she took them to task saying, "How can you talk that way about
a child God has blessed you with! You know the old saying that children born in
times of distress make a mark on the world. There must be some reason for you to
have a child in a year like this. This old woman has only a few more years to live,
and if the worst comes to the worst, just let me starve instead. At any rate, I
don't want to hear you talking like this again!"
Thus it was that on the morning of the 22nd of January, in the accursed year of
1837, as the faint rays of the morning sun brought life to the mountains of Tamba,
Nao Deguchi, the Foundress of Oomoto, gave a healthy first cry.