the possibilities
Yesterday was a very scary day for me. A very scary day for a lot of people, but I couldn't seem to lift my spirits at all until late last night when the final two of my Japanese friends got back to me and said that they were safe.
Scary. That's what it is.
The stories I've heard just make me cry. One one of my friend's family is from Ibaraki, which is halfway between Tokyo and Sendai, the city that was the most damaged. Her parents are both teachers and her brother is still in school; they all had to spend the night in their schools without electricity or cell-phone service. Meanwhile her elderly grandfather was at home worried.
Another one of my friends was on Skype with his friend in Tokyo when the earthquake happened. I can't imagine watching that.
Another friend's grandfather who lives in Chiba's life was saved because he was taking a walk instead of laying in bed like normal.
Sensei's mom was in her office and said that when she felt it begin, she thought she would die in there.
We were supposed to have a birthday party for one of the Japanese students here; none of them felt like hanging out, of course. Even if all their families were safe, I can't blame them.
Scary stuff. I am much less restless today, thank god. I donated to the Red Cross and all of my friends are safe. But there's a death toll that's already hit 1000 with many people missing. Japanese people here want nothing more then to be back even if they know that's not feasible. Scary, scary stuff. It really makes you think.
Scary. That's what it is.
The stories I've heard just make me cry. One one of my friend's family is from Ibaraki, which is halfway between Tokyo and Sendai, the city that was the most damaged. Her parents are both teachers and her brother is still in school; they all had to spend the night in their schools without electricity or cell-phone service. Meanwhile her elderly grandfather was at home worried.
Another one of my friends was on Skype with his friend in Tokyo when the earthquake happened. I can't imagine watching that.
Another friend's grandfather who lives in Chiba's life was saved because he was taking a walk instead of laying in bed like normal.
Sensei's mom was in her office and said that when she felt it begin, she thought she would die in there.
We were supposed to have a birthday party for one of the Japanese students here; none of them felt like hanging out, of course. Even if all their families were safe, I can't blame them.
Scary stuff. I am much less restless today, thank god. I donated to the Red Cross and all of my friends are safe. But there's a death toll that's already hit 1000 with many people missing. Japanese people here want nothing more then to be back even if they know that's not feasible. Scary, scary stuff. It really makes you think.