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Yuuki and the Tsunami Story in English

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Yuuki and the Tsunami Story 

Yuuki and the Tsunami

Yuki lived in the village with his family. His grandfather, who had died several years earlier, had taught Yuki much about growing rice crops, resolving disputes, and the ways of the world. His grandfather was the most respected and wealthy resident of the village – its head. Now Yuki’s family farms the vast rice fields that her grandfather gave them.

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Yuki’s village was situated at the foot of a small mountain. One day, Yuki was playing on the top of a small mountain and looking down at the preparations for a festival that was to take place that very night to celebrate a wonderful rice harvest.

Suddenly, Yuki felt an earthquake beneath her feet. It wasn’t strong enough to scare anyone, but Yuki, who had already felt dozens of shocks, thought it was strange – a long, slow, spongy motion. On the seashore, the houses below shook slowly several times, then everything became quiet.

Soon after, Yuki notices something even stranger. The sea suddenly became dark and it seemed as if it was moving backwards, towards the horizon. The sea was indeed rushing away from the shore very quickly, leaving behind vast stretches of coastline that had never been exposed before.

Gasping, Yuki suddenly remembered her grandfather’s words. His grandfather had told the boy how his own father’s father had told him that just before a terrible tsunami, the ocean suddenly and rapidly rolls back.

Yuki, breathing heavy, ran down the hill to warn people about the impending danger. Many people were already rushing to the beach to view the spectacular new expanse of striped sand.

“Go back, go back!” The boy shouted. “There is terrible danger!”

“What are you talking about, Yuki?” One person laughed. “Look at all the great new shells on the beach!”

“No, no! You don’t understand!” Yuki shouted. “You must run away! To the mountain! Everyone!”

But no one listened to him. They all laughed in his face and wandered across the new sand and watched the sea roll back even further.

Desperate, Yuki could only think of one thing to do. He lit a pine torch and walked quickly towards the fields with it. There hundreds of piles of rice stood golden and dried in the sun. He touched the torch to the edge of each – running from one to the other as fast as his legs could carry him.

The sun-dried stalks immediately caught fire; Strong sea breeze pushed the fire forward. Soon the pile caught fire. Yuki panicked and ran after his friends and family, yelling, “Fire! Fire! Everyone run to the mountain! Hurry!”

People were moving rapidly across the beach like swarms of ants, although to Yuki’s keen eyes the moments seemed very long. Meanwhile, the sea was rushing even faster towards the horizon.

The whole village was now climbing the mountain. The growing crowd, who still knew nothing, became horrified to see the burning fields and the destruction of their homes and their livelihoods.

“Yuki is crazy!” When they all reached the top one of the boys shouted. “He deliberately set fire to the rice: I saw him do it!”

“Yuki, is it true?” Yuki’s mother and father said with deep eyebrows.

Yuki bowed his head.

Just then, someone shouted, “Look!”

A long faint line at the edge of the horizon, like the shadow of a coast, where there was no coast at all – a line that grew thicker as one looked, which broadened as one approached a coast-line. It happens, yet very quickly.

Because that long thin line of darkness was moving towards them as high and fast as a rock and returning towards the sea.

“Tsunami!” People shouted. Then all the screams, all the voices and all the power of hearing the voices were destroyed by an unnamed blow, heavier than any thunder, for the huge wave struck the shore so heavily that a shudder ran through the hills, and foam burst like fire. Put. Sheet lightning.

Then for a moment nothing was visible except a storm of spray flying down the slope like a cloud, and the people dispersed back, frightened by its danger. When they looked again, they saw a white horror of the sea roaring over the place of their homes. He went back, tearing up the ground as he went.

Twice, thrice, five times the sea struck the land and receded, but each time with less violent waves. Then eventually, the sea returned to its normal place and stayed there, although still raging, as the sea will do after a storm.

No words were spoken on the mountain for a long time. Everyone was looking down at the desolation below, speechless, at the debris and debris that lay strewn across what was left of their village.

“I’m sorry I burned the fields,” Yuki said in a trembling voice.

“Yuki,” her father said softly. “You saved us all.”

And the villagers caught hold of Yuki and lifted him into the air. “We were going to celebrate our rice harvest tonight,” said one, “but now we will celebrate that we are all still alive!”

And he felt relieved, praising the brave Yuki, who had saved the lives of more than four hundred people that day.

Moral Story:- We should not be afraid in any kind of situation and should try our best to come out of it and help others.

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