Japan’s 8.9 Earthquake, March 11, 2011
I’ve been living in Japan for eight months now and I’ve never experienced anything this scary. Fortunately I was not living close to where the earthquake had struck (I live in Yokohama, which is further south). I was at school when it occurred. I was sitting in French class reviewing for my test, just sitting there like it was a normal day. I had never expected anything like this to happen. At the time, my biggest concern was passing my test, but it really made me realize that anything can happen in the blink of an eye. One second I was reviewing reflexive verbs, and the next I was under the table hoping and praying that everything will be okay.
There are many earthquakes in Japan, but most of them are unnoticeable. At first I thought the shaking was just construction (since the building was next to a construction site). One of my classmates went under the table, then I realized it could be worse. Since the shaking didn’t stop, our teacher told us to get under the tables. The shaking lasted for two minutes and the whole time my friends and I were holding onto each other. The TV in the classroom would have probably fell and hurt someone if my teacher hadn’t been holding onto it. I was so worried that something horrible could happen, like the ceiling collapsing on us, but luckily the only damage was that many things had fell to the ground. We stayed under the tables for a long time because there were countless aftershocks. By the time the second earthquake occurred, we were all wearing our helmets (my school provides helmets for the students in every classroom). We sat under the tables for a long time as we waiting for the swaying of the building to stop. When the aftershocks seemed to be over, my classmates and I joined the Spanish classroom and watched the news. The stories of the tsunami, and people dead and missing were really worrying me. The school wouldn’t dismiss anyone unless their parent was at the school to pick them up. Some of my friends had to sleep overnight at school because they had no way of getting back home. I called my mom about ten times, but the phone lines were down.
Finally, around 5 pm I got a hold of her and I asked her if she could come to the school. She had no transportation to get to the school since all the public transportation was shut down. Even the taxis weren’t operating. Luckily our neighbor (whom we had never met before) had seen my mother standing outside looking stressed, and had been extremely nice to offer her a ride. She then was able to come to the school and pick up my brother and I, as well my brother’s friend who lives in Tokyo and was unable to go home. Later, when my dad came back from work, he stopped at my school to pick up ten of my and my brother’s friends. My parents’ friend also stayed with us because he could not get back to his home in Tokyo. Including my family, there were a total of fifteen people that slept at my house last night.
There were aftershocks throughout the night, but I didn’t really notice them when I was sleeping. The news about the nuclear crisis was extremely scary for me. I am worried that the radiation will reach the area that I live in. We are not drinking tap water and are trying to stay indoors just to be cautious. Many of my friends are evacuating, which makes me even more worried. All we can do now is pray and hope for the best. My thoughts are with the people in Japan living close to the chaos. I hope the worst is over.
At first, this seemed like just another usual earthquake in Japan. No one had expected it to become such a huge issue. It just goes to show how life has countless unexpected twists and turns. Even on a beautiful, sunny Friday afternoon, something as drastic as this could happen to anyone.






