Wednesday 11 March, 2015 by Uncle Spike
It’s been four years since the Great East Japan Earthquake and tsunami on March 11, 2011 at 2:46pm local time. Yesterday I read a first hand account which thankfully did not end in personal tragedy, but really helped me as an outsider to try and understand the enormity of the disaster.
Like many similar disasters, we only heard the headlines and casualty figures through international media, and I remember the constant updates about the Fukushima Nuclear Power Plant, but what about normal people who were going about their everyday lives?
Below is a short extract from a first hand account by Celia, a fellow blogger who lives and works in Japan. I urge you to spare the time to read her post.
“Just as I stood up, though, Mother Nature decided she wasn’t done yet. The tremors returned, stronger and more vicious. I was forced to the ground and reached back for the pole. The violence of the quake was terrifying. I could only see a few people, and they were now screaming, sobbing, wide-eyed in panic, or clutching onto someone or something. Seeing this reaction by the locals, I realised this was no ordinary quake….”
By fellow blogger, Celia In Tokyo
Here in Türkiye we live our lives in the certain knowledge that quakes are part and parcel of our lives, and that, hopefully, the regular tremors we have are releasing sufficient pressure on the major faults to stave off another ‘big one’, such as the 1999 quake which killed 17000.
Below is the Global Seismic Hazard Assessment map – you can spot Türkiye – we are part of that red blob at the centre of the image.
Kids at school are drilled all the time on what to do, but I know we ourselves could be much better prepared. Thanks Celia, you have focussed my mind on something I have talked about, but seriously need to do – the Evac Bag.