2:46 Aftershocks:
Stories from the Japan Earthquake
About 2:46 Quakebook
What started with a tweet is now a non-profit, all-volunteer publication that helps those suffering as a result of the March 11 earthquake and tsunami. The contributions to 2:46: Aftershocks: Stories from the Japan Earthquake include photographs, drawings, and written personal accounts of those who experienced it firsthand.
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Excerpts from 2:46 Quakebook
Linda Yuki Nakanishi
Care
I don't know where to start to write . . . Ten days have passed since the earthquake. My parents' house is within 40 km of the Fukushima nuclear plant. They've been told they must stay indoors. Although the house wasn't greatly damaged by the earthquake or tsunami, as the house is built on solid ground, they have to contend with the problem of radiation.
Kiyomu Tomita
Encouragement
It's been a nightmare of a week. I pray that everyone afflicted in this terrible disaster will soon wake up from this bad dream, but I don't have any words of comfort. As an old man with an old wife, I've put up with a lot this week. But it's nothing compared with the lives of those staying in shelters. Now things have settled down a little, I will attempt to convey the thoughts of the many other elderly people I have spoken with.
Chris MacKenzie
Evacuated
...Yesterday morning I woke up my son early and told him, "We've decided to leave Sendai. Please know that you might not be able to return to this house again. It will be at least a week, maybe a month, or a year before we return. Or maybe never. Start packing your clothes in the school bag. You will not need any of the first-grade textbooks nor your notebooks because there will be no more school in March. You can take your...
Linda Yuki Nakanishi
Remoteness
I won't forget the first video I saw of the tsunami. This black mass rolled over the landscape, gulping, chewing and spitting out everything in its path. I waited for the ebb to come, but it didn't. The black water just kept going and going. I reversed the video and hit pause, staring at the scene frozen on my computer screen. I was frozen, too.
