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Hachiko

Hachiko
The faithful friend

Hachiko was born in November 1923 in the prefecture of Odate, Akita province, north of Japan.

Hachi went from the Akita Prefecture to Shibuya station where would come to the teachers home Eisaburō Ueno, traveled for two days by train, in a box and when they were to withdraw
Professor servants, they thought that the dog was dead.

However, when they got home, the teacher approached to the dog a glass of milk, and he revived. The teacher picked him up in his lap and noticed that the front legs were slightly deflected, so he decided to call Hachi (eight in Japanese) by the similarity with the Kanji (Japanese letter) used to represent the number eight ().
In fact the dog was destined to the professor's daughter, who promptly left the family home when she became pregnant and married to go live in the family home of her husband. Thus, at first, Hachi would be given away, but the teacher soon became fond of the dog he loved so strongly so decided to adopt as its mascot. Since then, every day Hachiko dismiss him from the front door when Ueno went to work, and went to say hello him at the end of each day at the front gate of Shibuya station.


This routine, which became part of the life of both, it was not unnoticed by the people who passed by the place or by the owners of the shops around, and they all came to appreciate the singular form link became established between the dog and its owner.

On May 21, 1925, Professor Ueno did not return, had suffered a brain hemorrhage that killed him while teaching at Imperial College, but Hachi stayed there, in place, waiting. Gone are the days that turned into months, and months into years, and Hachi still came true and on time to wait for his master, no matter if it was cold or heat, just waiting to see him again, loyalty to his human friend never perished.

The devotion that Hachiko had for his deceased master touched those around him, who nicknamed it the faithful dog. He became a hero, the beloved figure of the area. Travelers who were absent for a long period always asked for him on his return.

In April 1934 the kindly habitants of Shibuya hired Teru (Shou) Ando, a famous Japanese sculptor, to conduct a statue in honor of his friend Hachiko. The sculptor was delighted to make this work and the own Hachiko  was present the day of filing the statue, which was placed in front of the station, where Hachiko would wait.

During the war all the statues were cast for the production of weaponry, the statue of Hachiko did not escape this fate and unfortunately the sculptor was killed. But the people of Shibuya  continued remind Hachiko and his message of loyalty. So it was decided to form a Society for the replacement of the statue of Hachiko, and that company hired the son of Teru Ando, Takeshi Ando, who was also a great sculptor. The new statue was erected in August 1947 and still remains.
 
On March 8, 1935, Hachiko died of Filariasis. His body was found in front of Shibuya station, after waiting vainly for his master for ten years. His remains were deposited in a stone house
 that was built at the foot of the tomb of Professor Ueno in Aoyama Cemetery, Minmi-Aoyama, Minato-Ku, Tokyo.
Although, later, his body was taken to be exhibited at the Museum of Natural Sciences of district Tokiota of Ueno after being restored and dissected.

Today, the exquisite statue of Hachiko stands in the middle of the square in front of Shibuya station. We can find about her sources, newspaper and magazine stands and smiling people telling the story of Hachiko to small or not.

March 8, each year is commemorated Hachiko on the square in front of to Shibuya train station.

The remains of Chuken Hachiko (in Japanese faithful dog Hachiko) rest beside those of his master Eusaburo Dr. Ueno. In one corner of the grave of its owner in Aoyama Cemetery, Minmi-Aoyama, Minato-Ku, Tokyo.

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