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Hama Hayashi (female)
'Chokubaku' 2.8 km from the hypocenter / 23 years old at the time / current resident of Tokyo8641
Ｔhe scenes of the A-bombed city are introduced here.
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1. My memorable experience
My mother participated in the building demolition work in Zakoba-machi, which was 1.3 km away from the hypocenter. She went there on my behalf, because it was difficult for me to join the work with my little son. She came back near our home, and I saw her plodding wearily with her burnt arms extending forward. The burnt brim edges of the wood-chip hat that she had been wearing that morning were tangled with her scorched and frizzy hair. Her burnt face was swelling, her blouse was torn, and she had burns on her arms and neck. I ran to her, calling "Mom!" She asked after my son, then collapsed on the spot, saying "What a relief that this didn't happen to you..."
[[Airing out my mom's clothes in summer,
Basting stitches still remain
2. My sentiments about someone who was killed by the A-bomb
Ichiro, my eldest son, was exposed to the A-bomb at the age of one year and eleven months. He and we, his parents, were enjoying his cheerful and active childhood, not knowing he would be suffering from serious illness years later. He began to feel sick at around his sixth birthday, when his three-month fight against illness started. One night in November, while enduring his pain, he prayed that God would cure his illness so that everybody around him would be happy and that God would cure the illnesses of all the people in bed like him. Three days before he died, he said he would eat a tangerine by himself without anybody's help. He put segments to his mouth one after another, removing fibers with his trembling bloodless thin fingers. It was the last time that he himself wanted to eat something and actually did. At the break of dawn on November 26th, his 6-year-and-3-month life faded away. War is cruel.
3. Things I want to pass down to future generations
I am deeply concerned that today's social trends are putting the clock way back. I feel frustrated that today's politicians have no understanding of nuclear power.