⇒⇒⇒⇒読後に投票願います!In two days, it will be fifteen years since the Great East Japan Earthquake.
At the time, I had been on a two-year long-term assignment in Alexandria, Egypt, beginning in October 2010. Yet history has its own sense of timing. The turmoil of the “Arab Spring” in 2011 forced me to return temporarily to Japan. And so, by sheer coincidence, I happened to be on the Osaka University campus in Suita City on the day the disaster struck.
My office was on the ninth floor of the Electrical Engineering building, a nine-story structure known on campus simply as the “Denki-to.” That afternoon, two former students of mine−both working for Tokyo Electric Power Company−had come to visit. We were talking in my office when the violent shaking began.
There was no television in the room. Instead, the two of them checked the news on their flip phones, using the mobile digital broadcast service then known as One-Seg.
After perhaps twenty or thirty minutes, while staring at the tiny screens, they told me quietly, “The tsunami is devastating many parts of Tohoku.”
A little later their expressions changed. With grave faces they said, “It seems the Fukushima nuclear power plant has also shut down because of the tsunami. This could become a very serious situation. We must return to Tokyo immediately.”
All I could say in response was, “The Shinkansen must have stopped already. Still, you should go home first and then try to make your way back to Tokyo.” And with that, I saw them off.
The day after tomorrow marks fifteen years since that day.
Both of those young engineers were deeply affected by what followed. One eventually left the electric power company altogether. The other, after considerable struggle, managed to return to work at the site.
It is, in its own quiet way, a rather sad story.

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