VOSHN 201

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="188"><tr><td class="etesti">188</td><td class="edate">August 9<sup>th</sup>, 1945  About at noon </td><td class="eage">40 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>Big trees were blown off.</td></tr></table><table summary="haikei"><tr><td class="bg" background="../../photo/img503.jpg"><div class="large"><p>In those days, the playground of Shiroyama Elementary School was all reclaimed to the sweet potato field. We, teachers, were working on the field really hard. When I looked at the field after the bomb was dropped, all potato leaves were blown off and few vines remained there.</p><br><p>Behind the school building there were camphor trees and chinquapin trees down on the ground.  Those trees were so big as two persons' arms could fit around them.  I would rather say that those trees were blown off the ground off 1 meter above the ground.  Even the concrete building of school couldn't protect those trees from the blast.  Besides that, there was a wooden school wing, which was also blown off into pieces.</p><br><p>I just thought, "They got us all."  That's all. There was no emotions filled me in. So many human corpses were scattered on the playground, but I just thought that all was done when I looked at them.  I would have been extremely shocked at such a sight if we were in the regular circumstances.  I was just looking at all these things from near the shelter.</div></td></tr></table></body>