Hiroshima and Nagasaki Bombing

"A bright light filled the plane. The first shock wave hit us. We were eleven and a half slant miles from the atomic explosion, but the whole airplane cracked and crinkled from the blast” recalled Colonel Paul Tibbets, the pilot who dropped the atomic bomb on Japan (Seattletimes.com).




This is a video of the United States dropping the first atomic bomb nicknamed Little Boy on Hiroshima.


This is a picture of the Nagasaki bombing on August 9, 1945.

This is an excerpt from an article of the New York Times from August 6, 1945.

"The White House and War Department announced today that an atomic bomb, possessing more power than 20,000 tons of TNT, a destructive force equal to the load of 2,000 B-29's and more than 2,000 times the blast power of what previously was the world's most devastating bomb, had been dropped on Japan."

This is an excerpt from the letter by Taeko Teramae, a Hiroshima atomic bombing survivor. 

"It was a beautiful day on the morning of August 6, 1945. When I looked up at the sky through the windows, I found something shining falling down. It grew larger and larger as it fell and shining more brightly. And just when I was thinking about what it was, it blasted with a flash. The flash was so strong that I thought my body would be melted. Soon after the bombing, it became light less and completely white around the place. I looked around and heard such a big earth-quaking roaring sound. Then it suddenly became dark and I was trapped by the debris in the collapsed buildings. And then I fainted."


The atomic bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki left many of the Japanese with severe burns and ragged clothes. This is an excerpt from Miyoko Matsubara's diary who was a Hiroshima atomic bomb survivor. 


"I rose to my feet, confused. I saw my hands badly burnt and swollen three times bigger.. All that was left of my jacket was the upper part around my chest. I had dyed the jacket by myself. It took me a whole day. I had to dye it with grasses and vegetables because we had no dye. My baggy working trousers were gone, leaving only the waistband and a few patches of cloth. The only clothes left on me were dirty white underwear. The white color protected me from death. As you know, black color absorbs light, and white reflects it. I realized that my face, hands, and legs had been burned and were swollen with the skin peeled off and hanging down in shreds. I was bleeding and some areas had turned yellow. Terror struck me, and I felt that I had to go home. I frantically started running away from the scene, forgetting all about the heat and pain."