When I lived in Japan, the most fascinating stories I heard were from none other than the grannies and grandpas. They held no reservations and talked openly and freely about their memories, their thoughts, and their opinions. And since I was an American, they often told me stories about World War II. They weren’t negative or hateful stories, but merely tales told from the depths of their memories. Memories from a time long past. A Japan that no longer existed.
“I remember listening to the radio with my family, about possible air raids from America and instructions for going to the shelters,” one of my adopted grandmothers said as she set up dinner for us, a feast of Japanese oden, tempura, miso soup and fish. “I was so scared!”
“And never in a million years would I think,” she sat down on the tatami floor with an ‘umph’ and looked across from me at the table. “I would be sharing dinner with a young American girl that spoke such good Japanese!”
My other grandma told me stories about her life in Dalian, China; a city occupied and ruled by the Japanese with an iron fist. Her father was a general there, and she lived in a lavish mansion with Chinese maids and helpers all the while oblivious to the torture and killing that was going on outside the wall’s of her estate.
Another grandpa told me about his battles across China and Thailand during World War II. How he was wounded. Taken prisoner.
Yet none of them spoke these stories with hatred, anger, or even remorse. Despite the means, all of the elderly I spoke with knew that whatever they did helped create the Japan of today. A peaceful Japan. A country that is more outspoken against war than any other.
August 6th marked the 70th anniversary of the Hiroshima Bombing. It’s a day that has me reflect on both past, present and future Japan.
In fact, the Japanese Remember the Anniversary of Hiroshima as a day to celebrate the continuation of peace in the world, not as a day to recount tragedy.
For some unknown reason, I always longed to go to Hiroshima. I was fascinated with World War II in high school history class, and growing up I read books like “Sadoko’s 1,000 paper cranes,” the story of a girl diagnosed with leukemia from the bomb’s radiation. I reflected on what America did, and I often wondered about what else could have been done. What we had done.
In college I read a book called “Kuroi Ame (Black Rain)” by Masuji Ibuse. It’s a powerful book, a classic of Japanese literature, and an all too realistic retelling of the horrors that happened in Hiroshima. It moved and inspired me.
For some reason, I desperately wanted to see Hiroshima with my own eyes. I wanted to set foot in the city that was crushed by war and rebuilt on peace. I wanted to see what America had done.
When I signed up for the JET program, I even listed Hiroshima as my #1 choice.
Although I wasn’t sent to Hiroshima, I was still able to fulfill my dream…
And Hiroshima was, by far, my favorite trip during my stay in Japan.
The city sparkles. If an alien had landed on Earth and visited Hiroshima, and you told them that this city was laid to waste by an atomic bomb not even a century ago, they would be skeptical–because Hiroshima is that beautiful.
Unlike other cities in Japan, it feels newer. The buildings don’t seem as old. There are no ancient temples or shrines interspersed throughout neighborhoods. Even the castle is a recreation of what was once there and not the original.
The peace garden is lovely. Rows upon rows of flowers, a statue of Sadoko, the infamous rainbow of peace.
The museum is a powerful experience. I don’t really know how to describe it, other than feel a strong sense of guilt for what we did. In the textbooks we’re taught that America had to drop the bomb in order to save the lives of ground soldiers and put an abrupt end to the war. Some people still wonder if that was really the case, or if the use of nuclear weapons is ever justified. That’s all I could think about, walking through that museum.
Despite what America had done, the memorial museum does not play the blame game. In fact, there’s a whole section of the museum devoted to the continuation of peace. Japan is one of the strongest advocates for complete global elimination of nuclear weapons, and pushes for peace more than any country. Even without going into the museum, it’s easy to see that the Japanese value harmony and tranquility more than anything else.
Of course, if you go to Hiroshima seeing the “A-Bomb Dome” is a must. In this new and modern metropolis, it’s the only reminder that this was a city literally wiped off the map by a single bomb. It stays as a reminder to everyone that Hiroshima endured, and it resurrected. It stands tall today as a sign of resilience and peace.
Aside from the Historical Aspect, Hiroshima is Actually a Pretty Cool City
While the main highlight of Hiroshima is, without a doubt, the war museum and memorial park, the city itself is awesome. The people are friendly, they have a cool accent, and the food there is to die for. One of my favorite Japanese dishes, okonomiyaki (Japanese pizza, basically), is a specialty in Hiroshima–and unlike the Osaka version, it’s made with yakisoba noodles (so it’s extra delicious!).
A mere 30 minutes away by ferry is also Miyajima, a UNESCO World Heritage Site. It’s home to the gigantic Tori Gate (shinto gate) floating in the sea, which is often featured in many travel photos for Japan. This gate is massive and it’s awesome to float by and then later touch from the ground, when the tide goes out.
This Tori Gate leads to Ikutsushima Shrine, a shinto shrine that floats on the sea at night when the tide is high, and returns to land when the tide goes out.
It’s also home to free roaming deer, momiji (maple) treats, and a myriad of hikes that give you some of Japan’s best views. It’s hands down one of the best trips I’ve ever taken in my life.
Basically, if you’re going to Japan, you have to go to Hiroshima. It’s too beautiful to pass up.
The anniversary of Hiroshima is also an important reminder for current Japanese politics.
Although it’s not televised much stateside, Japan’s prime minister has changed the interpretation of the country’s constitution so that the country can freely go to war and revamp their army at will–and he’s pushing it through legislation as we speak. He will (quite illegally) push through a new law that says Japan can now draft soldiers, send troops to war and defend themselves when need arise. The Japanese, who take pride in article 9 of their constitution (to be a pacifist country, essentially), are livid. The usually quiet and harmonious Japanese have taken to the streets and continue to strongly protest against the ruling, and against Prime Minister Abe.
I know that Abe has a point, that with a rising China and a crazy North Korean neighbor, maybe they do need some backup. Yet after all the country has been through, and after my first hand experience of Japan’s peaceful and harmonious society, I hope that this militaristic law is repealed.
The country of Japan is a prime example of what real peace looks like, and I hope it can stay that way.
Do you have any thoughts on Hiroshima or Nuclear Weapons? What do you think about Japan having the ability to go to War again?