What's it like being a Japanese?
What's it like being a Japanese after an aftermath?
What's it like being a Japanese after a triple aftermath - earthquake, tsunami and a nuclear disaster..
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Extracted from various sources
I saw an old lady at a bakery shop. It was past the closing time. She was giving out free bread. At times like this, the Japs are trying to find what they can do to warm the hearts of grief-stricken victims.
Supermarket - items had fallen off the shelves. People picked them and placed them back neatly on the shelves. They then went quietly and stood in line to buy food. Instead of creating panic and buying as much as needed, they bought little for their needs. How I wish I was a Japanese.
I saw a lady hold a sign that said, "Please use our toilet." They opened their homes for strangers to use their restrooms. Tears welled up as I saw humanity in her.
At Disneyland candles were given out. School girls rushed and grabbed many. I was quizzed. They then ran over to the children's evacuation center and handed it to them. That was a sweet gesture. They were always thinking of others.
My co-worker wanted to help. So he wrote a sign: "If you're okay with motor cycle, I'll drive you to your house." He stood in the cold with that sign. And then I saw him take one gentleman home, all the way to Tokorozawa! I was so moved. I felt like I wanted to help others too but I couldn't. I don't have a Japanese heart.
A high school boy was saved because he climbed up the roof of a department store during the flood. He saw people below him, trying to frantically climb up the roof. All he could do was keep filming them so their loved ones could later identify them. He still hasn't been able to reach his own parents but he says, "Its nobody's fault. There is no one to blame. We have to stay strong."
Gas was shortage. Gas stations couldn't pump gas. I was worried, since I was behind 15 cars. Finally, when it was my turn, the man at the pump smiled and said, "Because of the situation, we are only giving $30 worth gas per each person. Is that all right?"
An old woman on a train said: "Blackouts are no problem for me. I'm used to saving electricity and turning off lights. At least, this time we don't have bombs flying over our heads. I'm willing happily to shut off my electricity!" Everyone around nodded their agreement.
When I grow older, I am going to tell my children and grandchildren: "When your grandma was young, there was a big earthquake in Japan which brought the world to one. And everyone worked so hard to help support each other and everyone was shining."
To be able to tell that story, I'm going to work hard in rebuilding my life. The unbinding Japanese spirit.
In Korea, a Japanese man took a cab ride and when it was time to pay, the driver refused and said: "You are Japanese, yes?" Yes. "When you go back to Japan, please donate my fee." Beyond nationality or politics, we are all the same.
I saw a man at the evacuation center crying when people brought food to him. It was the first time in 3 days food had been delivered to their center. But his next words surprised me. "I am very grateful we are provided with food. But, the city next to us they are not receiving any food at all. Please go to that center as well." The Japanese brotherhood.
An old man at the evacuation shelter said, "What's going to happen now?" Then a pink-cheeked school boy sitting next to him said, "Don't worry! When we grow up we promise to do things much better." While saying this, he was rubbing the old man's back. And when I was listening to that conversation, I felt hope. There is a bright future, on the other side of this crisis.
As the Japanese ambassador to Malaysia said, "We will rise just like the Rising Sun."
Never have I seen nor heard the spirit of the human work to that extend like the People of Japan.
What's it like being a Japanese after an aftermath?
What's it like being a Japanese after a triple aftermath - earthquake, tsunami and a nuclear disaster..
Read on...
Extracted from various sources
I saw an old lady at a bakery shop. It was past the closing time. She was giving out free bread. At times like this, the Japs are trying to find what they can do to warm the hearts of grief-stricken victims.
Supermarket - items had fallen off the shelves. People picked them and placed them back neatly on the shelves. They then went quietly and stood in line to buy food. Instead of creating panic and buying as much as needed, they bought little for their needs. How I wish I was a Japanese.
I saw a lady hold a sign that said, "Please use our toilet." They opened their homes for strangers to use their restrooms. Tears welled up as I saw humanity in her.
At Disneyland candles were given out. School girls rushed and grabbed many. I was quizzed. They then ran over to the children's evacuation center and handed it to them. That was a sweet gesture. They were always thinking of others.
My co-worker wanted to help. So he wrote a sign: "If you're okay with motor cycle, I'll drive you to your house." He stood in the cold with that sign. And then I saw him take one gentleman home, all the way to Tokorozawa! I was so moved. I felt like I wanted to help others too but I couldn't. I don't have a Japanese heart.
A high school boy was saved because he climbed up the roof of a department store during the flood. He saw people below him, trying to frantically climb up the roof. All he could do was keep filming them so their loved ones could later identify them. He still hasn't been able to reach his own parents but he says, "Its nobody's fault. There is no one to blame. We have to stay strong."
Gas was shortage. Gas stations couldn't pump gas. I was worried, since I was behind 15 cars. Finally, when it was my turn, the man at the pump smiled and said, "Because of the situation, we are only giving $30 worth gas per each person. Is that all right?"
An old woman on a train said: "Blackouts are no problem for me. I'm used to saving electricity and turning off lights. At least, this time we don't have bombs flying over our heads. I'm willing happily to shut off my electricity!" Everyone around nodded their agreement.
When I grow older, I am going to tell my children and grandchildren: "When your grandma was young, there was a big earthquake in Japan which brought the world to one. And everyone worked so hard to help support each other and everyone was shining."
To be able to tell that story, I'm going to work hard in rebuilding my life. The unbinding Japanese spirit.
In Korea, a Japanese man took a cab ride and when it was time to pay, the driver refused and said: "You are Japanese, yes?" Yes. "When you go back to Japan, please donate my fee." Beyond nationality or politics, we are all the same.
I saw a man at the evacuation center crying when people brought food to him. It was the first time in 3 days food had been delivered to their center. But his next words surprised me. "I am very grateful we are provided with food. But, the city next to us they are not receiving any food at all. Please go to that center as well." The Japanese brotherhood.
An old man at the evacuation shelter said, "What's going to happen now?" Then a pink-cheeked school boy sitting next to him said, "Don't worry! When we grow up we promise to do things much better." While saying this, he was rubbing the old man's back. And when I was listening to that conversation, I felt hope. There is a bright future, on the other side of this crisis.
As the Japanese ambassador to Malaysia said, "We will rise just like the Rising Sun."
Never have I seen nor heard the spirit of the human work to that extend like the People of Japan.
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