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Letter
from Hiroshima |
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This is the beginning of the per diem one written
from Tamiki Hara a man who has had the misfortune of living in first person the
explosion of the used atomic bomb from the USA on the citta of Hiroshima. The
man killed in 1951.
“I had raised myself towards eight of morning those 6 August 1945. The
day ahead, to the evening, they had been two alarms, nobody of which followed
from strafing… Without warning I received a blow on the head and all it
became dark in front of my eyes. I threw a outcry and I raised the arms. In
the darknesses, I did not feel that a sibilo of storm. I did not succeed in
to comprise what had happened. Mine just outcry, I had meant it like if it had
been thrown from qualcun other.
Then the world around me visible return, although still not clearly, and I had
the impression to find to me on the places of an immense cataclysm. Behind thick
powder cloud a first blue space appeared, continuation very soon from other
more and more numerous blue spaces.
Short blazes began to sprizzare from the near building, a warehouse of druggist
products. It was time to abandon those places. In company of K., I opened the
road between the ruins. Smoked whirling rose from all the houses in ruin. We
caught up a place in which flames they sent a insopportabile heat. Then we found
an other road that it carried us until the bridge of Sakai. The number of the
profughi that flowed towards that place always increased. I took the direction
of the Izumi palace. The bushes species of footbridge treads on to you from
the persons in escape had formed one. The trees were nearly all behead to you.
Everyone dapprincipio thought that only the house its had been hit; but, once
to outside, one noticed to us that all it had been destroyed. However, although
the houses completely were destroyed, in no place those holes were looked at
that normally they made the bombs. On the other side, the fire, that it seemed
it are calmed, resumptions to divampare. Without warning, in the sky, to of
over of the river, I saw an air mass extraordinarily transparent that went back
the current. I had hardly the time to scream “a bugle” that already
a terrible wind hit to us. The bushes and the trees poor to shake itself; some
were project to you in air from where they fell back like saette on tetro the
chaos. The impression was had that the green glare of a orribile hell came to
spread itself to of over of the earth.
After the passage of the bugle, very soon the twilight the sky invaded. I met
my greater brother whose ace was covered like from one thin grey painting film.
The back of its shirt was reduced to brandelli and discovered one wide lesion
that somigliava to a sunstroke. Going back with he the grip dock that costeggia
the river to the search of a ferry, I saw an amount of persons completely disfigured.
You they were some along all the river and their shadows cast in the water.
Their aces were therefore orrendamente swell to you that as soon as the men
from the women could themselves be distinguished. Their eyes were reduced to
the state of fissures and theirs labbra were hit from strong inflammation.
They were all nearly death ones and their sick bodies were knots. When we passed
to these groups close, they screaied to us with sweet voice and weak person
“Give to us a little water”, “Help to me, please”; nearly
all had something to ask to us.
The corpse knot of a boy lay in the river and, to a meter of distance, accovacciate
on a step, found two women. We recognized that they were women only for their
hairdo burnt half. We found a small ferry at last and, remando, we reached the
other river. It was nearly night when we touched earth. Also from this part
it seemed that there were many wounded. A soldier accovacciato on the edges
of the water me churches of dargli a little warm water. Leaning itself to my
shoulder, he walked on the sand with effort. Abruptly he said to me: “It
would be better it are died”. I consented in Hush and, in that moment,
without to exchange a single word, we found re-united all and two in an uncontrollable
temper in front of the madness that it encircled to us.
Seated to tables, a man from the enormous and burnt head I drank warm water
in one tea cup. Its strange ace seemed made of one grain series of soia black;
moreover its hats were cut you horizontally to the height of the orecchie.
Only later, after to have met many other ustionati with hats cut you horizontally,
I ended in order to understand that their capigliature had been destroyed until
to the edge of their nails head. At the moment of the tide, we left the river
in order to go back on the dock. With the dusk, the night was transformed in
hell. They were heard everywhere grida “From drink, from drink!”.
Without warning an alarm: from some part a sirena it had it are remained intact.
Its urlo tore the night. The city continued to fiammeggiare: to they goes, noticed
the uncertain flare of the fire.
In the quarter of the tempio, the numerous serious wounded were sdraiati little
everywhere, for earth. Not a tree, one does not stretch in order to give they
a little shadow. We you will construct to a shelter supporting pieces to us
of tables against a wall and we slipped them under. We had to pass ventiquattrore
in that short space dividendolo in six. Two meters more far away were a ciliegio
that it had conserved some leaf. Two students had let to fall under this tree;
they had all and the two carbonated ace and, turning their lean back in sunlight,
supplicavano that gave they a little water. They were committees the day before
to Hiroshima in order to participate to the mietitura and therefore had been
hit from this great misfortune. The sun was to its decline…
Also before the levar of the day, we listened to introno to we the uninterrupted
mormorio of the prayers: in that angle the persons seemed died one after the
other. The two students died to the dawn.
New alarm towards noon; understandings a rumble in the sky. The persons died
one after the other and nobody came to carry via corpses. With the upset air,
alive the erravano between the bodies. An empty space and gray extended under
a lead sky. Only the roads, the bridges and the arms of the river were recognizable.
In the water corpses floated tear to pieces to you, swell to you. Truth was
become hell ".