White Light\Black Rain: The Destruction Of Hiroshima And Nagasaki
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What historical event
occurred on August 6, 1945?
l don't know. Do you?
l'm bad at history.
l don't know.
l don't know.
l don't know.
l don't know.
Do you?
We don't know.
Something important
happened?
An earthquake?
For a very long time,
l was afraid
to talk about
my experience.
Why did l survive?
l was so close
to ground zero
l've come to realize
the reason l'm alive
is to tell people
what happened,
so they'll understand.
A popular magazine
asked me
to create a comic
about my life.
The response
was so great
to turn it into
a full-length project.
That's how ''Barefoot Gen''
got started.
The bright flash.
We were hit by the blast.
l was 6 years old.
l remember it so well.
lt had such a huge
impact on my life.
lf l had to recreate it
as a movie set, l could.
At the time,
l was 10 years old.
And l was 9.
Our orphanage
had about 20 babies.
We were the oldest kids,
so we had to help
with the infants--
washing and folding
the diapers.
We were friends
before the bomb.
Since we were
little, right?
We grew up together.
Our bond
comes from eating out
of the same pot everyday.
l was in the first grade
when the war began.
The war dominates
every single memory.
l really don't have
any happy memories.
All l remember
is the fear
and the running
and hiding.
The memory of
being with my family
has faded away.
l carried this pain
in my heart
that l couldn't
talk about.
Even now,
l can't say
my sister's name aloud.
lt hurts too much.
l was 1 3 at the time.
No one was allowed to
see the emperor's face.
He was considered
a descendant of God.
At school, there was
a portrait of him.
We would bow
and pay our respects.
That was
the Japanese way.
l was 20 years old.
l was a university student.
As men,
lt was our duty
to go to war--
to die,
to fall like petals
off a flower--
that was our destiny.
The army was in Hiroshima,
so whenever the soldiers
passed us
we had to bow to them.
The air was full
of patriotism.
Bravely, l left my hometown
and went off to war.
ln 1945, l was a doctor
at Hiroshima
Army Hospital.
At the start of
the war with America
many Japanese
were excited
believing that
we were winning.
But then...
their sons began dying,
one after another.
Mothers and wives
began to feel
an increasing anxiety
as the war continued.
Though the government kept
saying we were winning,
the people realized
Japan couldn't win.
Even as kids we understood,
we were losing the war.
Any fool could see it.
We didn't have anything.
We needed everything.
We didn't even have shoes.
How could we win the war?
Lets see, at the time,
l was 8 years old.
During the war,
Japan confiscated all of Korea's rice.
So there was nothing
for Koreans to eat.
They had to come here
or starve.
That's how l encountered
the bomb.
There was a slogan
that said:
''Desire nothing,
until we win the war.''
Everyday, combat
planes flew over,
but we just
continued playing.
Each airplane had
a particular sound.
l could tell the difference.
Everyday,
from morning to night
we heard air raid sirens,
but Hiroshima
wasn't bombed.
l wasn't afraid.
Even when
the B-29s flew over,
l would just say,
''Oh, there's an airplane.''
Hiroshima was fairly safe
until the atomic bomb.
On the day of the bomb,
the air raid
siren sounded,
but then it
was cancelled.
So everyone came out
and went on with the day.
l was 14 years old.
l was digging out
an air raid shelter
in preparation
for a possible attack
so we'd have
a place to hide.
l was 16 years old
at the time.
l worked at
the post office
sorting and
delivering the mail.
At that moment,
l was on my bicycle
about to deliver a letter.
When l woke up
that morning
l was already
late for work.
l had to get back
to the hospital.
l'd just arrived
at school.
and l realized
l'd forgotten my books.
At 8:
15, l'd justarrived at school.
and l was changing
my shoes.
Since we were Catholic,
we were at church.
We had just
given confession.
My mother was on
the second floor
putting the laundry
on the clothes line.
Downstairs,
my older sister
was getting ready
for school.
My father was
also downstairs
reading the newspaper
before he went to work.
My little brother,
Susumu
was 4 years old.
He was sitting
by the front door
playing with
his toy boats.
We were eating and suddenly
we saw the flash!
Everything was
enveloped
in this enormous flash.
People talk about the flash
and the thunderous sound.
l didn't hear anything.
and filled the room.
Suddenly,
we felt the blast
and were thrown
into the air.
We tumbled
hit the wall.
Then l passed out.
l was buried
under the house
and knocked unconscious.
The heat blast
knocked me down.
l flew through
the house.
l knew l was
flying because
l could see the floor
moving below me.
l flew 150 feet,
past a field, over a road
and into a rice field.
My mind was blank.
The only thing
l knew was
l had to find
a safe place.
Those who saw
it up close,
they all died.
Few people saw it as l did
from a safe distance.
Out of nowhere,
a bright red circle
of fire formed.
A ring.
lt grew huge
and kept expanding
until it
touched the ring
and turned into
a ball of fire.
Everyone calls it
a mushroom cloud.
But it wasn't a cloud.
lt was a pillar of fire.
A huge pillar of fire.
l woke up
and looked around.
l saw an incredible sight.
People with their
eyes hanging out.
People who were
completely burned.
Their skin was shredded
and hanging off
their bodies.
''Please help me,
please help me!''
they cried out.
People with no arms,
no legs,
their intestines
spilling out,
brains spilling out
And near ground zero,
there were black,
carbonized bodies
burned beyond
recognition.
People in
unimaginable states.
So many dead.
One woman was
carrying a baby.
The baby
had no head.
l was so scared
The woman said,
''Give me water!''
l felt paralyzed.
What could l do?
l was 10 years old.
l had to take care
of my sister.
So l left the woman
and went to
help my sister.
At our orphanage,
there were a lot
of little babies
Most of them
died instantly,
crushed when
the building collapsed.
Although some were
alive for awhile,
they did not survive.
My sister
had passed out.
l tapped on her head
and yelled at her
until she came to.
She started crying
for our mother.
Mommy, help us!
Mommy, help us!
We huddled together,
calling ''Mommy!''
We cried for help,
but no one came.
From under the rubble,
She was crushed to death
when the house collapsed.
My little brother
was trapped
under the house.
Flames swallowed
our house.
My little brother
was screaming,
''Mother! lt's hot!
lt's so hot!''
You could hear him
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