(No.5)Oil paintings by Motomachi high school students in Hiroshima listening to the atomic bombing experiences in detail from the victims
Are you Really my dad? In the early morning of the day after the atomic bomb was dropped, my brother brought my father with a big burn who was fleeing to a relative's house. He arrived home in a cart. he didn't look like a living person. His body was black and he wasn't wearing anything, eyes were …
