a twenty-year old
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As I recall, it was the first day of the week. With the due date of my second child four weeks away, I was going to take maternity leave from that day on. But the earthquake struck early in the morning. While I was busy doing what I had to do, like collecting water from the ground floor of the apartment building, because the water was cut off, I felt weird, which I realized in the afternoon was a sign of the onset of labor. Since my husband had a slightly injured foot and he also had to take care of our daughter, I got behind the wheel of my car and headed alone to the hospital where I was to give birth. I had no information about what was going on, because there was no TV reception and we didn’t have a radio.
I headed east on the National Route 2, but got stuck in traffic. It took me as long as three hours to reach the Higashinada Ward Office. It usually takes only 15 minutes or so. I finally found a hospital, but it was inundated with injured people and corpses. Moreover, it didn’t have an obstetrics department. But, luckily, the chief nurse had experience of working at the gynecology department and examined me. “Your baby is coming soon! Don’t go further to the east. Anyway, go north! I’ll give you bath towels. You can take a lot.” She gave me such sound advice. I was very anxious, but had no time to hesitate. I got back in the car, and headed for Kita Ward, but my contractions started on the way, when I was near the Takaha intersection in the Rokko area.
I gave birth only 15 minutes after arriving at the hospital. Nearly 12 hours had passed since the appearance of my physical symptoms, and I was almost at my limit, both physically and mentally. I felt lonely, giving birth without being accompanied by my family members. The hospital was packed with the injured who had been transported from a heliport in Arima, and also those who had lost their lives. I couldn’t even get through to my family on the phone. However, a family member of a person who shared the same room with me couldn’t stand watching me sobbing, and kindly took the trouble to reach my parents. So, I finally got through to my family.
I asked them for their names over and over, but they refused and said, “You don’t have to thank us, but raise your child properly, instead.” Their words are inscribed forever on my heart.
For some years, I had been supported by my parents in raising my children. When my son was in the third year of elementary school, we moved from my parents’ house to Okamoto where we live now. I chose Okamoto because I had already been familiar with this town since I used to live by myself in a dormitory in front of Hankyu Okamoto Station, after graduating from college. The experience of the earthquake has changed my sense of values so drastically that I made up my mind to do what I wanted to do, and thus I started my own company six years ago.
I heard that Kobe had received great support from people in Miyagi Prefecture when the Great Hanshin-Awaji Earthquake struck. So I had a lot of sympathy for the suggestion of directors of the shopping street association, which was: “Merchants can support merchants!” We visited Miyagi once a month to build relationships with local people and in February 2012, we opened “Kesennuma Matadain” at Okamoto Shopping Street, a store that specializes in local products from Kesennuma City, Miyagi Prefecture. I have been acting as a liaison with business operators in Kesennuma since the beginning of this project. My two children will soon be independent. So I think, now is the time for me to do something in return for the help I had received. That’s why I have supported the revitalization of the quake-hit Tohoku region.
Some women in Kesennuma saw us doing volunteer work in cooperation with various organizations in Kobe City and said, “You look so cheerful. How enviable!” So we launched the “Tohoku & Kobe Women-Only Gathering” as an opportunity for us to talk about our experience of the disasters over tea and snacks. There are certain kinds of worries you can only tell someone you don’t know well, aren’t there? It is now important for women in the Tohoku region to let off steam by chatting with other women. I hope we can keep on holding this gathering for ten more years to come.
She was always nagging me even when I was just a little boy. But now, as an adult, I fully know how much I owe to her. For example, she taught me how to hold chopsticks properly, and that you should say “itadaki masu” and “gochiso sama”, or words of thanks, before and after a meal, and that you should leave your shoes tidy after you take them off at the entrance. People who see me with good manners think me to be a decent person, so I’m really thankful for her strict discipline. My mom looks happy to support the revitalization of the Tohoku region. So I hope she can keep on with it.
I think many in my generation feel the same as I do because we didn’t witness the disaster, and so have no memory of it; and we haven’t developed an emotional attachment to Kobe either, because we are still young. It would be easy for you to remember that I was born on the following day of the earthquake and this can also serve as a conversation starter, but I wouldn’t mention it myself. The Great East Japan Earthquake in the Tohoku region reminded me that I hadn’t survived the earthquake in Kobe on my own, but it was those who had helped my mother that day that had saved my life. The earthquake comes across as more real when I see people in my immediate surroundings, like my mother and other volunteers, providing support for the Tohoku region than when I see it on the news or learn about it in school.
I have no intention to living elsewhere, for the rest of my life, since I like Kobe so much. But now, while I am still young enough, I’ m going to travel, and see the world outside Kobe. I want to visit not just Tohoku, but also other countries. Kobe is known for its international education and culture, because many things have been brought from the world to the port of Kobe, over the years. That’s why I want to see the city through the prism of my own experience that I will gain outside Kobe, and thus I will develop even more love for Kobe, which has come through hard times in the last 20 years.
Daichi Tanaka
Born at 5:15 a.m. on January 18, 1995. Mr. Tanaka has been working at a printing company for two years, which he joined after graduating from Kobe Murano Technical High School. He has just taken up fishing as a hobby.
Narumi Tanaka
Born in 1961 in Yodogawa Ward, Osaka City, and now lives in Okamoto, Higashinada Ward, Kobe City. After graduating from Osaka Seikei College, she spent eight years in Nagano Prefecture as a professional competition skier, returned to Osaka and had two children. She owns a web design company, Rumi-ne Co., Ltd.