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Seiko Shinki (female)
'Nyushi hibaku' / 1 years old at the time / current resident of Tokyo6669
Ｔhe scenes of the A-bombed city are introduced here.
The photographs are not directly connected with the messages.
All of us are wanderers who visit the present and this earth.
We just pass by here.
The purpose for which we drop by here is to observe, to learn to grow and to love.
After that we return to our home again.
This deeply moving expression of the Aborigines is my important treasure and for a long time, I have been occasionally reminded of it.
That day when the atomic bomb was dropped, I was in our garden being held in my mother's arms at a distance of 1.2 km [about 3/4 of a mile] from the hypocenter. At once my mother covered my body with her white apron because the sky became suddenly dark and some black ash fell down on the ground. She ran into the house from the garden. But in spite of her covering me with her white apron, my face, hands and clothes were dirty, covered with the ash stuck to my skin.
Fortunately or unfortunately, I don't remember it because I was only a two-year-old baby. But my mother sometimes told me about that day.
Both my mother who desperately defended me against the atomic bomb, and my father, who worked at an office in Hiroshima City, have gone to Heaven. But I have been protected by my parents for more than sixty years.
Since then, my mother who had been sick, told me at every opportunity that I was protected by something invisible but strong. Owing to her, I have been alive only having blood plasma with no scars for more than sixty years despite the worries of people around me for my life.
Recently, an unprecedented great earthquake happened on March 11th. Since I have been alive for more than sixty years and I had already been exposed to radioactive fallout in Hiroshima, I contacted TEPCO regarding how I wanted to take part in the work to cool the nuclear reactor since I have no need for protective clothing.
My family just laughed at me and said that an old woman like me would just be in everyone's way who are working on-site.
Anyway, I think deeply and cherish this life that my mother had protected, at the risk of her life, until the day when I return home again, that is, to go to my father and mother.