āI never mentioned it for 25 years. I didnāt want to be a victim of the bombā: Hiroshima survivor Koko Kondo on horror, anger and forgiveness
On that fateful day in 1945, Kondo was just a baby in her motherās arms. She talks about her fatherās newly discovered eye-witness account of
On that fateful day in 1945, Kondo was just a baby in her motherās arms. She talks about her fatherās newly discovered eye-witness account of the aftermath ā and why she decided to continue his work as a peace campaigner ā¢ āEverywhere there were pitifully injured peopleā read an extract from Kiyoshi Tanimotoās memoir Koko Kondo holds up a tiny salmon-pink dress. āThis is what I was wearing,ā she says. The dress, with its white-ribboned collar, is in perfect condition.
A miracle. On 6 August 1945, Koko was eight months old and crawling on a tatami mat at the family parsonage. Mrs Takaki, a member of the church, had just popped round to have a chat with Chisa, Kokoās mother. Chisa gathered Koko up in her arms so she wouldnāt be a distraction, and they stood by the door. It was 8.15am; a serene summer day in Hiroshima. That was when the uranium-fuelled atom bomb, named Little Boy by the Americans, was dropped.
The most deadly bomb in history. Koko and Chisa were buried in the rubble, unable to move. The parsonage roof had crashed down on them. For 40 years, Chisa couldnāt bear to tell Koko about the day, the pink dress, and how they survived. It was too painful. Today, 81 years on, Koko is talking to me via video link. She is an elegant woman with a kind face and a vertiginous silver quiff.
She speaks quietly in perfect English, then surprises you by stamping on a word fiercely to make her point. The virtual background to her screen is the Hiroshima Peace Memorial Park, which was built on ground zero, the point directly underneath where the bomb exploded. Continue reading...
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