There were some pupils of mine who were crushed under broken houses and could not move. Then fire approached to them and they were burned though they were still alive. There were some pupils who called my name as teacher. Why did I survive alone. Why at that time did I die together?
When I go to the next world (after death), I want to apologize them at first. I look forward to meeting again a little.
I have visited their grave. Although the grave never speaks, I have spoken to them.
"You and we had worked at the risk of our life. People say it is peace now. But as you see present Japan, There are full of love hotels, bowling alleys, pinball saloons and sports cars. Did we die for such things. Were we injured for such things? We never fought for such things at the risk of our life."