In those days, the playground of Shiroyama Elementary School was all reclaimed to the sweet potato field. We, teachers, were working on the field really hard. When I looked at the field after the bomb was dropped, all potato leaves were blown off and few vines remained there.
Behind the school building there were camphor trees and chinquapin trees down on the ground. Those trees were so big as two persons' arms could fit around them. I would rather say that those trees were blown off the ground off 1 meter above the ground. Even the concrete building of school couldn't protect those trees from the blast. Besides that, there was a wooden school wing, which was also blown off into pieces.
I just thought, "They got us all." That's all. There was no emotions filled me in. So many human corpses were scattered on the playground, but I just thought that all was done when I looked at them. I would have been extremely shocked at such a sight if we were in the regular circumstances. I was just looking at all these things from near the shelter.