This morning, when I was folding this paper crane, I looked at my computer and the time was 9.15am. I closed my eyes and thought about peace.
Today (August 6) is Hiroshima Day, the day the bomb dropped in Hiroshima. On this day at 8.15am (9.15am here in Australia) 70 years ago, so many people died in an instant. They just disappeared in a strong light and didn’t even leave their ashes. Probably in any country, you can imagine how busy people are at 8.15 in the morning, getting ready to start a day, having breakfast, catching a tram to go to work or school.
People who survived the blast also suffered from radiation effects. But it’s been 70 years and now many of those who experienced the atomic bomb have passed away. The people who were born after that can take peace for granted and it can feel inevitable that war and conflict will be part of the future also...
Having grown up in Japan, the only country to have ever experienced the atomic bomb, I also feel some responsibility to tell people how terrible nuclear weapons are, and how important it is for us all to have peace. My wish for little Nico is that he will learn all those things too and that his future will be one without war.
Pray for peace.