On august 6, 1945, the United States dropped an atomic bomb on hiroshima, japan instantly killing more than 100,000 of the roughly the hundred thousand residents. Injuries and radiation would haunt the city for decade. Up next, the spirit of hiroshima. This documentary was made to promote the 50th anniversary of the bombing and highlight the survivors. A young family tries to make sense of the tragedy. music the cards have been winning a lot. See, theyve been winning the past three games. This time, they want 12 to four. Look, we are going to this ceremony today. You mean people are already there and lining up . No, this is a picture of last year ceremony. Its amazing how even after the bomb was dropped, the hiroshima dom did not collapse. Tv bthe night before august 6t, the enemy planes were constantly flying over hiroshima. Around 7 30 the next morning, there was a siren indicating that the planes had retreated from hiroshima. So all the students and teachers started to go to school. At 8 05, the teachers gathered all the students together on the playground, so we could start the morning meeting. I rang the bell and the students started to line up in front of the podium. Don today, we have this modern steel podium. But then, we only had a wooden one. And i would stand on this and say good morning, and say a little speech to everyone. In the shade of the willow tree, there were two or three sixth grade boys. One of the boys started to look at the bright blue sky, like this. And that image was burned into my mind. Later on, i realized, that child must have seen or heard the plane that came from the island, the plane that brought the atomic bomb to hiroshima. Why do you think there is a ceremony . Because of the war and the bomb. It was Something Like eight in the morning like that, right . Tell me what happened. Its when the atomic bomb was dropped on hiroshima. Do you understand at all . Yes, i do. Are you sure . music in that direction, where the sun is coming through, there was a blinding light, like a magnesia flesh. It looked like lightning. Don i was thrown about 15 feet from where i am standing. There were a lot of broken bricks, polls and pieces of wood. All of this rubble just layered on top of me. And it was very, very dark. I realized i was thrown off to somewhere by a bomb explosion. And it just hit me, i was not dead. I was alive. Iowa it was during the summer, where a very hot time. Something lukewarm fell from my forehead down to my face, i realized that i must have hurt my head. And if i stayed there, i would keep leading, lose consciousness and eventually die. I thought i had to get out of their while my mind was still clear. So i pushed and crawled, thinking, if i could not get out, i would die. Finally, i managed to pry myself out from under the rubble. Big music luckily, in our family, we dont have anyone that suffered from the bomb. Grandmother was far from where the bomb was dropped. Where is that . A little further. Around that area. But even there, all the windows broke, because of the shock and blasting. There was a lot of noise. Did she think that it was a typhoon or something . She said it was much worse than a typhoon. On when i got out, i told the children to stop crying, that i was there, so they could stop crying. I told the children to sit still while iran out to look for help. Iran about a quarter mile to the rescue squad station. Everywhere i looked was strange and desolate. It was almost as dark as night and i kept seeing all of these broken houses. I had thought that a bomb dropped on my school. But as far as i could see, everything was destroyed. So i kept wondering, where did the bomb drop . When i finally reached the rescue station, there was nobody there, so iran back to the school. There were many students buried under the collapsed school building, crying in pain. So we started to pull them out. Besides myself, there were only two or three other women teachers to help. All the other teachers were lying on the ground, unconscious. We managed to get all of the students out but when we reached two young second grade girls, they didnt have a pulse anymore. I i remember thinking, children should not have to die. I felt so sad. There was one young girl who had a very serious head injury. It looks like a split pomegranate. I thought, the poor girl, she will probably die here tonight without ever seeing her parents again. Then that girl, with a little weak weak voice like a bug, said teacher, i have to p, i need to go to the bathroom. I said no, you are to hurt to move. Its okay if you just go lying down, dont worry, its all right. The way i spoke to that child and cared for her before she died, i still remember its like yesterday. music the School Children and i had been working in the building about ten minutes, when a sudden flash of light made me think there was a bomb in the building. Saw the students all ran away and were scattered. Royal i went to the river banks to see what was happening. After standing there for a while, four or five of the students who had runaway saw me and waved their arms, yelling, teacher, help me. The image of those students will never leave my mind. Running over to me, with their hair all wild, hollow and dirty faces. Hopelessly waving their arms at me. That scene later led me to make a painting called scream. These paintings are actually not based on what i have seen, but our images of what i imagine hiroshima harbor would be. Filled with bodies that came from the rivers. How do the bones in the bottom of hiroshima harbor feel . The i painted while thinking of things like that. Doug whether they would be said or lonely. Egg whether they would be angry at the people who dropped the atomic bomb. The i would think of these things while imagining and painting the bones on the bottom of the harm or the bottom of the harbor. The i dont know where most of my students disappeared to. But i could imagine their bodies floating down some river and ending up at the bottom of hiroshima harbor. Then i heard stories about another plane and another bomb. So i tried to run away. Buck lead by chance, i found my wife as she was trying to escape with our one and a half yearold child, it really was a coincidence. Our child was very thirsty and was asking for water. I thought if i could get some water, my child will live. But as i was leaving to get some water, the child just died. For some reason, i cant remember my childs face when he died. The left half of my face was all burnt, and also my hand. My arm, from here to halfway down my back and both knees but. My mouth wouldnt open and for a while they had to feed me liquid. That many people who were burnt, like my wife, would get these red spots on their skin. Their hair would fall out if you brushed it. Egg and their teeth would loosen and fallout, to. Car the story got around. But when that started to happen, you would die soon after. Big my wife started to get the red spots in her hair begin to fall out. I began to worry that she would die soon and i had this feeling of horror. This feeling of being so close to death yet having no medicine, no help. Thats how we lived. Hot dog music music i have received this afternoon a message from the japanese government which specifies the Unconditional Surrender of japan or. On august 15th, hearing the emperors announcement on the radio, my spirits felt a shock. My Immediate Reaction was that i had been deceived. So many things he had said had been believed. That this was a holy war egg, that it was to strong it was to build a strong asian community. But it was actually a war of aggression egg. I would think more about this later on. And i came to believe that this aggression, this invasion caused the atomic bomb to be drops on hiroshima. Them all those scenes, all those desperate and sad scenes where the result of this war that we caused. Cobb i personally feel that i must become a person who will not be deceived. As an educator, i would constantly think of how to teach students so that they will not be deceived. Educate students so that they will want peace. You when i was in school, they had a lot of classes about peace, a lot more than they have now. There was a movie that we saw at school the other day. It was a movie about the war. In the beginning of the movie, a little pony was born. After the pony came, the bomb dropped on hiroshima, then the pony told the people to run away, because another bomb would drop. And after a couple of minutes, the bomb to drop. In nagasaki . Yeah. What happens to the pony . It was okay. Fog and it was titled to the pony of nagasaki. What it was it a cartoon . It had Something Like puppets. Puppets . I think it had puppets but it was more like a movie with regular people. It was Something Like puppets in a regular movie. I think it was Something Like that he doesnt remember anything. These paintings are titled reaching for peace. But the title is not that important. The key to search and find a brightness to, a light of peace, a brightness, from such a dark and gloomy background. That is the concept. I would like to continue painting such themes about peace. It is my conviction to. Being a survivor, i always have the hope in my heart of living in a world with no atomic bomb. Do do on the children nowadays, the younger generation, all hope and pray for a peaceful world, a World Without war. But hoping and praying alone will not bring peace. They must also work for it, with their hands and feet, because just hoping for peace without taking action will do nothing. This is what i would like to tell children. In japan there is no belief that a crane could move for thousand years. If you fold