Odlazim na drugu obalu, gde se nala

Odlazim na drugu obalu, gde se nalazi zvono mira, spomenik deci poginuloj u eksploziji i muzej. Bicikl i stravi ostavljam na čuvanje mojim novim prijateljima. Ali na drugoj obali je prevelika gužva, na destine školskih autobusa su pristigli sa đacima i ne može se prići bilo kom spomeniku od vesele dečurlije. Zato se ubrzo vraćam.
Moji novi poznanici trenutno pauziraju, sedeći svi pod drvetom, gde onaj stari biciklista pravi origamije. Ponovo me poziva da me poduči, pa ovog puta spremno sedam na plastičnu stoličicu namenjenu ’učenicima’.

Zamolila sam Masaakija da snima kamerom taj čas, ali se onda setih da imam stalak. Postavljamo ga, a mladić ostaje kraj kamere za svaki slučaj. I čas počinje.

Stari biciklista slabo govori engleski, ali uspevam da ga pratim i razumem. Mnogo se smejemo, dok se mučim oko ivica koje treba presaviti veoma precizno, da bi figura ždrala uspela. No moj učitelj tvrdi da sam dobra u tome.
Kad uspešno napravim prvog ždrala, pokazuje mi i drugi način, mnogo komplikovaniji. Zatim pravimo rode. Smejemo se uglas mojoj primedbi da to što sma napravila više liči na kamilu nego na rodu. Potom su na redu majmuni, pa kučići. Stvarno se dobro zabavljam, sedeći tu, ispred Kupole atomske bombe, sa trojicom preživelih i mladim volonterom koji misli svojom glavom.

Dolazeći ovde, nisam ni mogla pomisliti da će zapravo ovako izgledati moja poseta Hirošimi. Da neće biti suza, ni jakih emocija koje se oslobađaju i dovode me do pročišćenja, niti dubokog prožimanja sa energijom jednog od najtragičnijih mesta na našoj planeti. Umesto svega toga, upoznala sam ljude čije je živote povezala upravo ta atmska bomba. I ti su me ljudi dotakli svojim pričama i svojom dobrotom, čineći da vreme koje sam provela sa njima, tu, na tom strašnom mestu, bude zaista posebno. I slike koje sam ponela odande zauvek će ostati obojene ljudskom toplinom, jesenjim tonovima i današnjim neobično darežljivim suncem nad Hirošimom.

結果 (英語) 1:

I go to the other side, where the peace bell, a monument to children FALLEN in the blast and a museum. Bike and dread leaving on keeping my new friends. But on the other side is too crowded to destine school buses arrived with the students and can be approached from any monument perky little rug rats. Therefore, going back soon.
My new acquaintances currently paused, all sitting under a tree, where the old cyclist says origami. Again invites me to teach me, but this time supporting the seven plastic stool intended 'pupils'.

I asked Masaaki camera to record the time, but then I remembered that I have a rack. We set him, a young man left end of the camera case. I start time.

Old cyclists speaks little English, but I manage to follow it and understand it. We laugh a lot while I struggle around the edges to fold very precisely to the figure of the crane failed. But my teacher claims that I am good at it.
When you make the first successful crane, shows me another way, much more complicated. Next we rode. We laugh in unison my remarks to what sma made more like a camel than on gender. Then they turn monkeys, and puppies. Really good fun, sitting here in front of the Dome of the atomic bomb, with the three survivors and the young volunteer who thinks for himself.

Coming here, I could not think that will actually look like my visit to Hiroshima. There will be no tears, no strong emotions that are released and lead me to the purification, nor the deep interpenetration with the energy of one of the most tragic places on our planet. Instead of all that, I met people whose lives were linked precisely this atmska bomb. And those people touched me with his stories and his kindness, making that the time I spent with them, here, in this awful place is really special. I picture that I brought from there will forever remain colored human warmth, autumn tones and today's unusually generous sun over Hiroshima.