Way older than you, and remember the photos that came out after the bombs on Nagasaki and Hiroshima. Terrified me. I didn’t want to be a shadow on the sidewalk. And I lived in Chicago, and there’d be images in the newspaper with concentric circles showing how the bomb dropped on Chicago would effect us and we lived at the edge of the center circle. Terrifying. Not too long ago, I did a woven map piece with embroidered circles as a memory piece. Fear of the Bomb, like children now with fear of an active shooter. Oh, we humans.
Interesting reflection, esp. for those of us who are the same age... I remember those drills and have also contemplated the similarity to today's school drills, although I see (saw) them as a way to manage fear. The last line about not judging is a strong and necessary statement to include in healing.
Very poignant! I remember all of it. We had those drills during my "New Math" class. Scatter-headed as I was, I really didn't get the concept of the totality of destruction we were facing. I just saw it as another exercise we had to do. I think my family tried to downplay the seriousness of the situation, so I wouldn't be scared. As I recall, my math teacher didn't want to talk about it either. I think she was annoyed at the interruption of her class. My mother seemed skeptical that the threats would ever happen. You definitely wrote it in a manner felt dubious...and I do understand your considerable concern for the future of this nation and the future of this world. It's a sensitivity I wish more people had.
Way older than you, and remember the photos that came out after the bombs on Nagasaki and Hiroshima. Terrified me. I didn’t want to be a shadow on the sidewalk. And I lived in Chicago, and there’d be images in the newspaper with concentric circles showing how the bomb dropped on Chicago would effect us and we lived at the edge of the center circle. Terrifying. Not too long ago, I did a woven map piece with embroidered circles as a memory piece. Fear of the Bomb, like children now with fear of an active shooter. Oh, we humans.
Interesting reflection, esp. for those of us who are the same age... I remember those drills and have also contemplated the similarity to today's school drills, although I see (saw) them as a way to manage fear. The last line about not judging is a strong and necessary statement to include in healing.
Very poignant! I remember all of it. We had those drills during my "New Math" class. Scatter-headed as I was, I really didn't get the concept of the totality of destruction we were facing. I just saw it as another exercise we had to do. I think my family tried to downplay the seriousness of the situation, so I wouldn't be scared. As I recall, my math teacher didn't want to talk about it either. I think she was annoyed at the interruption of her class. My mother seemed skeptical that the threats would ever happen. You definitely wrote it in a manner felt dubious...and I do understand your considerable concern for the future of this nation and the future of this world. It's a sensitivity I wish more people had.