![]() ![]() "About this title" may belong to another edition of this title. My father, trapped inside the house, begged my mother to do something. ![]() He frantically kicked his legs and cried out for my mother. His head was caught under the rafter over the doorway. My brother had been sitting in the front doorway, playing with a toy ship. The second floor collapsed onto the first, trapping my father, my sister Eiko, and my brother Susumu under it. Miraculously, my mother survived without a scratch. The blast blew the entire balcony, with my mother on it, into the alley behind our house. She was on the second floor balcony of our house, had just finished hanging up the wash to dry, and was turning to go back inside when the bomb exploded. My mother, Kimiyo, was eight months pregnant. Barefoot Gen, Volume 1: A Cartoon Story of Hiroshima 288 by Keiji NakazawaKeiji Nakazawa Editorial Reviews Paperback(New Edition) Hardcover-25.00Paperback-16.95View All Available Formats & Editions 16.95 View All Available Formats & Editions Hardcover 25.00 Paperback 16.95 Paperback(New Edition) 16. Instead, I found myself in a living hell, the details of which remain etched in my brain as if it happened yesterday. If I hadn't been standing in its shadow, I would have been burned to death instantly by the 5,000degree heat flash. I owe my life to the school's concrete wall. ![]() I was a little over a kilometer away from the epicenter, standing at the back gate of Kanzaki Primary School, when I was hit by a terrible blast of wind and searing heat. A Note From the Author: The atomic bomb exploded 600 meters above my hometown of Hiroshima on Augat 8:15 a.m. ![]()
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