For me, as a Japanese August 6th is the day to remember Japan had a war where people had to live facing to death, fears, haterage, sorrow, blood, stress, cruelty ……they were not allowed to spaek what they like or do what they want to. No freedom. The bomb saved more lives than the war would have taken. It’s true and we Japanese remose I want to remember how curel the nuclear bomb was and Hiroshima’s wish and prayer: No More Hiroshima.
Every year, Japanese TV and news, media reminded me history of Japan. The victims of Hiroshima and their families and child and grandchildren, who may be effected by unclear. Those who were killed or survived the World War 2 .Who are living in wars now. Each of them was/is a good father and a son, a friend for someone who is kind and beloved one. Why they had to fight? I believe we can respect and love each other if we meet each other ignoring poiltics and prejudice like infants.
I think of myself born after the last war, after millions people’s lives and sacrifices all over the world. When I remember nobody cannot choose time and place to be born, I feel very sorry of those people who had to fight and die. At the same time I realize that I lived on their lives lost in the war.
Today I would like to take time to think and listen to the voices of the past and future, especially from Hiroshima, living in the States far away from Japan.