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ساداکو و هزار درنای کاغذی
ساداکو در روز بمباران هیروشما دخترک ۴ سالهای بود. آن روز در یک لحظه هزاران تن سوختند و جان سپردند. ساداکو هم دچار سرطان خون شد که تنها ده سال بعد اثرش را نشان داد. این دخترک شاداب و دونده ماهر، در بیمارستان بستری میشود و با آرزوی اینکه نمیرد شروع به ساختن هزار درنای کاغذی میکند. اما کاغذ به سختی پیدا میشود و بیماری کمکم برایش توان انجام این کار ساده را هم نگذاشته است.
چاپ هفتم ۱۳۷۰
چاپ هفتم ۱۳۷۰
56 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1977
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Eleanor Coerr
37 books47 followersEleanor Coerr was born in Kamsack, Saskatchewan, Canada, and grew up in Saskatoon. Two of her favorite childhood hobbies were reading and making up stories.
Her fascination with Japan began when she received a book called Little Pictures of Japan one Christmas. It showed children in beautiful kimonos playing games, chasing butterflies, and catching crickets. She pored over the colored illustrations, dreaming of one day joining those children in Japan. Her best friend in high school was a Japanese girl whose family introduced her to brush painting, eating with chopsticks, and origami. Eleanor's desire to visit that magical place never faded, and her well-thumbed copy of that favorite book is still in her library.
Eleanor began her professional life as a newspaper reporter and editor of a column for children. Luckily, she traveled to Japan in 1949 as a writer for the Ottawa Journal, since none of the other staff wanted to go to a country that had been devastated by war. To learn Japanese, Eleanor lived on a farm near Yonago for about one year, absorbing the culture and enjoying rural celebrations. Soon she was able to visit nearby schools and speak to young audiences about her country. Eleanor wrote and illustrated Circus Day in Japan, using the farm family and a visit to the circus as models. It was published in Tokyo in 1953.
Her most difficult trip while she was in Japan was to Hiroshima. Eleanor was shocked by the horrible destruction and death caused by one atom bomb. Of course, she did not know Sadako Sasaki at that time, although she was living there with her family. The misery and suffering Eleanor witnessed was burned into her mind, and she hoped future world leaders would avoid wars at all costs.
One beautiful day in 1963, Eleanor revisited Hiroshima and saw the statue of Sadako in the Hiroshima Peace Park. Impressed by the stories she heard about Sadako's talent for running, courage when faced with cancer, and determination to fold one thousand paper cranes, Eleanor was inspired to find a copy of Kokeshi, Sadako's autobiography.
Eleanor looked everywhere she could think of and asked all of her Japanese friends to help. Since the school had copied the ninety-four pages and stapled them together, most of the books had fallen apart. Years passed, and Eleanor continued writing for newspapers in various countries and wrote more children's books. But she was always hoping to find Kokeshi.
One fateful afternoon, Eleanor was having tea with a missionary who had lived in Hiroshima all through the war.
"Eleanor," she said, "you should write a biography of Sadako Sasaki for American children to read."
"I would love to," said Eleanor, "but I must have Kokeshi to get all the true facts about Sadako."
The missionary took Eleanor to her attic. Lo and behold, at the bottom of an old trunk was an original copy of Kokeshi. Eleanor rushed to have it translated properly and began writing Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes as soon as she could.
"It's like magic. I was meant to write her story," Eleanor said.
Her fascination with Japan began when she received a book called Little Pictures of Japan one Christmas. It showed children in beautiful kimonos playing games, chasing butterflies, and catching crickets. She pored over the colored illustrations, dreaming of one day joining those children in Japan. Her best friend in high school was a Japanese girl whose family introduced her to brush painting, eating with chopsticks, and origami. Eleanor's desire to visit that magical place never faded, and her well-thumbed copy of that favorite book is still in her library.
Eleanor began her professional life as a newspaper reporter and editor of a column for children. Luckily, she traveled to Japan in 1949 as a writer for the Ottawa Journal, since none of the other staff wanted to go to a country that had been devastated by war. To learn Japanese, Eleanor lived on a farm near Yonago for about one year, absorbing the culture and enjoying rural celebrations. Soon she was able to visit nearby schools and speak to young audiences about her country. Eleanor wrote and illustrated Circus Day in Japan, using the farm family and a visit to the circus as models. It was published in Tokyo in 1953.
Her most difficult trip while she was in Japan was to Hiroshima. Eleanor was shocked by the horrible destruction and death caused by one atom bomb. Of course, she did not know Sadako Sasaki at that time, although she was living there with her family. The misery and suffering Eleanor witnessed was burned into her mind, and she hoped future world leaders would avoid wars at all costs.
One beautiful day in 1963, Eleanor revisited Hiroshima and saw the statue of Sadako in the Hiroshima Peace Park. Impressed by the stories she heard about Sadako's talent for running, courage when faced with cancer, and determination to fold one thousand paper cranes, Eleanor was inspired to find a copy of Kokeshi, Sadako's autobiography.
Eleanor looked everywhere she could think of and asked all of her Japanese friends to help. Since the school had copied the ninety-four pages and stapled them together, most of the books had fallen apart. Years passed, and Eleanor continued writing for newspapers in various countries and wrote more children's books. But she was always hoping to find Kokeshi.
One fateful afternoon, Eleanor was having tea with a missionary who had lived in Hiroshima all through the war.
"Eleanor," she said, "you should write a biography of Sadako Sasaki for American children to read."
"I would love to," said Eleanor, "but I must have Kokeshi to get all the true facts about Sadako."
The missionary took Eleanor to her attic. Lo and behold, at the bottom of an old trunk was an original copy of Kokeshi. Eleanor rushed to have it translated properly and began writing Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes as soon as she could.
"It's like magic. I was meant to write her story," Eleanor said.
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May 29, 2008
They had us make our own cranes when we read this during middle school. I was new to origami, but it only took a couple of minutes to make the crane. I suddenly wondered how long it would take to make a thousand. At two minutes a crane, sitting in bed and doing it for, say, eight out of my sixteen waking hours, I'd be done in less than a week.
This seemed funny to me, until I read that the real Sadako did finish her thousand cranes in less then a month, and kept on folding more. But since the book posits that her wish was to stay alive, perhaps the author thought that to have her reach her goal and still die would be too sad. Or perhaps the author recognized that, without the dream of that wish, there would be no real story to tell.
I find this disappointing, as the author could have said something more meaningful if Sadako had finished them, but still died: that no one can stand against their own death, but even as we face our own, we may fight for something greater, we may try to fight against a world of senseless death.
Are we afraid to tell our children it is a fight we can never win? Does that make it less worth fighting? Wouldn't it be better for them to learn that now, from someone they trust, rather than to discover it later, when they are already in the middle of the confusions of life? What could be more disheartening than suddenly having that dream snatched away?
It is a difficult question: how to breach, for our children, the concepts of death, of war, of hope, and of the inescapable. When we scale it down, to one person, to one pain, that is when we feel it the most. But when we do this, we miss out on all that surrounds it. By concentrating on one person, you can turn a mutual war into a directed crime, and there lies the danger.
It is not uplifting to see a little girl die slowly, of something she cannot understand, to have her promise of a life revoked, but this is not all there is to the matter. As human beings, it is easy for us to look at the suffering of a few, especially a spectacular suffering: nuclear weapons, the Holocaust, 9/11, and feel enraged.
And it should upset us. War is unequal, unfair, and makes a mockery of beauty, art, and humanity. But it is always too easy for us to forget the other side.
So many people react to this book with sorrow for the little girl, with a sense that the nuclear weapons were a tragedy, unnecessary, and inhumane. But that is simply ignoring the larger story.
Where are the books about all the children the Japanese soldiers killed? Even without nuclear weapons, the Japanese practiced total war, which meant hundreds of thousands of civilians dying every month. They slaughtered children, they took slaves and worked them to death in mines.
They used biological weapons on Chinese citizens and killed others in nightmarish testing facilities where Japanese scientists observed the effects of poisons, chemicals, and disease on their hapless test subjects.
They started the war because they were nationalists and wanted to expand, to destroy their neighbors, and to conquer the world. They refused to accept that losing was an option, and were willing to die to win.
If the Allies attacked Japan itself, the Japanese planned to recruit every man, woman, and child during the final invasion, to blow up American tanks with bombs strapped to fifteen year-old boys. Even after the first atomic bomb was dropped, the Japanese command—including the Emporor—rallied to continue the war, even passing off the bombing itself as an industrial accident.
It is important to recognize the suffering of others, but it seems we too often concentrate on the suffering of one person over another. It is easier for us to concentrate this way, to see something spectacular and terrifying like the 2,752 deaths of 9/11, and ignore the 1,311,969 Iraqis dead since. Or look at the death of Jews in the Holocaust and ignore the Poles, Romany, Atheists, and Homosexuals who died alongside them
I sometimes fear that by hiding from children how commonplace death really is, we do not allow them to think about death except for isolated, melodramatic stories. If we cannot learn confront death except when it spectacular, then we will never really try to stop it, because we will only focus on the rare cases, and fail to notice that death is no less final from untreated disease as from a gun.
Perhaps I am silly to expect more of children's books than I do of adult books, but then, I've found I can expect more from children than from adults. I am of the opinion that the best way to prevent children and adolescents from having early pregnancies is by giving them all the difficult, unpleasant details. I think the same goes for war. This doesn't mean showing them footage of either act, but an open, honest sit-down beats dramatized, nationalistic propaganda any day of the week.
This seemed funny to me, until I read that the real Sadako did finish her thousand cranes in less then a month, and kept on folding more. But since the book posits that her wish was to stay alive, perhaps the author thought that to have her reach her goal and still die would be too sad. Or perhaps the author recognized that, without the dream of that wish, there would be no real story to tell.
I find this disappointing, as the author could have said something more meaningful if Sadako had finished them, but still died: that no one can stand against their own death, but even as we face our own, we may fight for something greater, we may try to fight against a world of senseless death.
Are we afraid to tell our children it is a fight we can never win? Does that make it less worth fighting? Wouldn't it be better for them to learn that now, from someone they trust, rather than to discover it later, when they are already in the middle of the confusions of life? What could be more disheartening than suddenly having that dream snatched away?
It is a difficult question: how to breach, for our children, the concepts of death, of war, of hope, and of the inescapable. When we scale it down, to one person, to one pain, that is when we feel it the most. But when we do this, we miss out on all that surrounds it. By concentrating on one person, you can turn a mutual war into a directed crime, and there lies the danger.
It is not uplifting to see a little girl die slowly, of something she cannot understand, to have her promise of a life revoked, but this is not all there is to the matter. As human beings, it is easy for us to look at the suffering of a few, especially a spectacular suffering: nuclear weapons, the Holocaust, 9/11, and feel enraged.
And it should upset us. War is unequal, unfair, and makes a mockery of beauty, art, and humanity. But it is always too easy for us to forget the other side.
So many people react to this book with sorrow for the little girl, with a sense that the nuclear weapons were a tragedy, unnecessary, and inhumane. But that is simply ignoring the larger story.
Where are the books about all the children the Japanese soldiers killed? Even without nuclear weapons, the Japanese practiced total war, which meant hundreds of thousands of civilians dying every month. They slaughtered children, they took slaves and worked them to death in mines.
They used biological weapons on Chinese citizens and killed others in nightmarish testing facilities where Japanese scientists observed the effects of poisons, chemicals, and disease on their hapless test subjects.
They started the war because they were nationalists and wanted to expand, to destroy their neighbors, and to conquer the world. They refused to accept that losing was an option, and were willing to die to win.
If the Allies attacked Japan itself, the Japanese planned to recruit every man, woman, and child during the final invasion, to blow up American tanks with bombs strapped to fifteen year-old boys. Even after the first atomic bomb was dropped, the Japanese command—including the Emporor—rallied to continue the war, even passing off the bombing itself as an industrial accident.
It is important to recognize the suffering of others, but it seems we too often concentrate on the suffering of one person over another. It is easier for us to concentrate this way, to see something spectacular and terrifying like the 2,752 deaths of 9/11, and ignore the 1,311,969 Iraqis dead since. Or look at the death of Jews in the Holocaust and ignore the Poles, Romany, Atheists, and Homosexuals who died alongside them
I sometimes fear that by hiding from children how commonplace death really is, we do not allow them to think about death except for isolated, melodramatic stories. If we cannot learn confront death except when it spectacular, then we will never really try to stop it, because we will only focus on the rare cases, and fail to notice that death is no less final from untreated disease as from a gun.
Perhaps I am silly to expect more of children's books than I do of adult books, but then, I've found I can expect more from children than from adults. I am of the opinion that the best way to prevent children and adolescents from having early pregnancies is by giving them all the difficult, unpleasant details. I think the same goes for war. This doesn't mean showing them footage of either act, but an open, honest sit-down beats dramatized, nationalistic propaganda any day of the week.
August 22, 2016
«کاش می توانستم به مرگ نیندیشم»
اما این کار درست مثل باز داشتن باران از باریدن بود
این کتاب داستانِ زندگی کوتاه "ساداکو ساساکی" دختر ژاپنی است که آرزو داشت روزی دونده بزرگی شود: ساداکو از ابتدا یک دونده به دنیا آمده بود. مادرش می گفت او پیش از اینکه راه رفتن را یاد بگیرد، دویدن آموخت
دختری که در دو سالگی اش بمب هسته ای بر شهرش یعنی هیروشیما انداخته شده بود و با اینکه هیچ زخمی برنداشته بود
در 11 سالگی به بیماری سرطان خون مبتلا شد
با وجودی که بمب اتمی نُه سال قبل برروی شهر هیروشیما انداخته شده بود، هنوز هم بسیاری از مردم بر اثر این بیماری جان می سپردند
فضا پر از تشعشات اتمی شده بود که نوعی سم است. تا مدتها خون مردم بر اثر این سم مسموم بود
و ساداکو در بیمارستان به رویای ساختن هزار درنای کاغذی پناه برد تا شاید با این افسانه قدیمی ژاپنی از این بیماری مهلک شفا یابد
..دستانش آنقدر نیرو داشت که توانست فقط 644 درنا بسازد
امروزه به یادبود ساداکو، درناهای کاغذی نماد صلح شده اند
..ولی هنوز ساداکوها جان می دهند
اما این کار درست مثل باز داشتن باران از باریدن بود
این کتاب داستانِ زندگی کوتاه "ساداکو ساساکی" دختر ژاپنی است که آرزو داشت روزی دونده بزرگی شود: ساداکو از ابتدا یک دونده به دنیا آمده بود. مادرش می گفت او پیش از اینکه راه رفتن را یاد بگیرد، دویدن آموخت
دختری که در دو سالگی اش بمب هسته ای بر شهرش یعنی هیروشیما انداخته شده بود و با اینکه هیچ زخمی برنداشته بود
در 11 سالگی به بیماری سرطان خون مبتلا شد
با وجودی که بمب اتمی نُه سال قبل برروی شهر هیروشیما انداخته شده بود، هنوز هم بسیاری از مردم بر اثر این بیماری جان می سپردند
فضا پر از تشعشات اتمی شده بود که نوعی سم است. تا مدتها خون مردم بر اثر این سم مسموم بود
و ساداکو در بیمارستان به رویای ساختن هزار درنای کاغذی پناه برد تا شاید با این افسانه قدیمی ژاپنی از این بیماری مهلک شفا یابد
..دستانش آنقدر نیرو داشت که توانست فقط 644 درنا بسازد
امروزه به یادبود ساداکو، درناهای کاغذی نماد صلح شده اند
..ولی هنوز ساداکوها جان می دهند
October 29, 2017
"And he prayed that his family would be protected from the atom bomb disease called leukemia."
History learning has many angles, and more often than not, we tend to focus on the big, "exciting" events of wartime action, while forgetting to highlight the consequences of those actions.
In times when leaders in the world seem to have forgotten the impact of the atom bombs in Japan, and seem to think that it is an actual "solution" to a pathetic macho contest, we need to step away from just giving students the statistical details of the war. We need to show them what it really means to a society to be hit by a (comparatively small) atom bomb.
I recommend this short novel to initiate a reflective discussion on the effect of careless politics on the lives of innocent children - not just immediately during the war itself, but long after "peace" has been re-established. The target age is younger Middle School, but it is well worth reading with other age groups as well.
The story line is simple and straight forward, and based on a true event. A young girl, born in 1943 in Hiroshima, athletic, happy, full of plans for the future, suddenly falls ill with leukemia at age 11 and dies of the disease as a long-term effect of the atom bomb dropped on her city when she was 2 years old. She has a strong will to live, and starts folding paper cranes, as an old Japanese myth says she will be granted life if she is able to make 1,000 of them. Obviously, the myth has no power against the reality of the nuclear age, and she stands as a symbol for the many victims of the most brutal of human inventions.
I strongly recommend this as required reading for the next generation, which will hopefully be more capable of empathy and imagination than the ruling patriarchy we see in power in states with nuclear weapons today.
There is no excuse whatsoever for using nuclear weapons against any people. We need to get back to teaching the consequences of reckless, impulsive behaviour along with universal human rights and protection of the weak. The world is not a stage where vulgar power hungry egomaniacs should be given the right to act out their narcissism unchecked. The world is not their property, given to them to play with. Complacency in this case is complicity.
We have to think of our children!
History learning has many angles, and more often than not, we tend to focus on the big, "exciting" events of wartime action, while forgetting to highlight the consequences of those actions.
In times when leaders in the world seem to have forgotten the impact of the atom bombs in Japan, and seem to think that it is an actual "solution" to a pathetic macho contest, we need to step away from just giving students the statistical details of the war. We need to show them what it really means to a society to be hit by a (comparatively small) atom bomb.
I recommend this short novel to initiate a reflective discussion on the effect of careless politics on the lives of innocent children - not just immediately during the war itself, but long after "peace" has been re-established. The target age is younger Middle School, but it is well worth reading with other age groups as well.
The story line is simple and straight forward, and based on a true event. A young girl, born in 1943 in Hiroshima, athletic, happy, full of plans for the future, suddenly falls ill with leukemia at age 11 and dies of the disease as a long-term effect of the atom bomb dropped on her city when she was 2 years old. She has a strong will to live, and starts folding paper cranes, as an old Japanese myth says she will be granted life if she is able to make 1,000 of them. Obviously, the myth has no power against the reality of the nuclear age, and she stands as a symbol for the many victims of the most brutal of human inventions.
I strongly recommend this as required reading for the next generation, which will hopefully be more capable of empathy and imagination than the ruling patriarchy we see in power in states with nuclear weapons today.
There is no excuse whatsoever for using nuclear weapons against any people. We need to get back to teaching the consequences of reckless, impulsive behaviour along with universal human rights and protection of the weak. The world is not a stage where vulgar power hungry egomaniacs should be given the right to act out their narcissism unchecked. The world is not their property, given to them to play with. Complacency in this case is complicity.
We have to think of our children!
December 28, 2018
This is a fictionalized account of a real-life girl in post-WWII Japan, who begins to suffer the aftereffects of radiation poisoning from the bomb that hit Hiroshima at the end of the war. Her quest to fold a thousand origami cranes begins with the gift of one gold paper crane.
Sadako Sasaki is an energetic 12 year old Japanese girl, who was just a toddler in 1945 when her town of Hiroshima was hit by the atomic bomb. Now it’s 1955, and Sadako is starting to have dizzy spells. Diagnosed with leukemia, a long-term after-effect of radiation poisoning, Sadako pins her hope on the legend that if a sick person folds one thousand origami cranes, the gods will grant her wish to be healthy again. Sadako sets to work, diligently folding hundreds of paper cranes, but she’s getting weaker and weaker.
It's a tearjerker of a story, bolstered by an anti-war message. Seriously, I needed several tissues for the last half of the book. Unfortunately the story is fictionalized in some key respects. The book and its message are simple and straightforward. Whether or not you think the bombing of Hiroshima and Nagasaki was necessary to end WWII, it’s a powerful reminder of the cost of war and its innocent victims.
The Hiroshima Peace Memorial, topped with a statue of Sadako and a crane.
This book was a Christmas gift from a friend who’s a teacher. Thanks, Janet!
February 2, 2024
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دوست دارید در کمترین زمان ممکن دچار غمباد و بغض بشید؟ این کتاب مناسب شماست! ساداکو ۲ ساله بود که بمب اتم هیروشیما، محل زندگیش رو زیر و رو کرد. با اینکه خردسال بود اما همیشه میگفت دقیق به خاطر داره که چطوری بمب افتاد انگار که خورشید به زمین افتاده بود. ساداکو خیلی سریع میدوید مثل باد، همه میدونستند که ساداکو یه روزی دوندهی بزرگی میشه اما دست تقدیر برنامهی دیگهای برای ساداکو تدارک دیده بود. ۹ سال بعد از افتادن بمب اتم هنوز افراد زیادی به خاطر تنفس هوای آلوده مریض میشدند از جمله ساداکو که سرطان خون گرفت و به خاطر حرف دوست صمیمیش که گفته بود طبق یک افسانه قدیمی اگه هزار درنای کاغذی درست کنی از بیماری نجات پیدا میکنی، شروع کرد به ساخت درناهای کاغذی اما ضعف بدنی اجازهی ساخت هزار درنا رو نداد. در نهایت ساداکو چشمانش رو بست و دیگه باز نکرد. یک مجسمه از ساداکو در پارک صلح هیروشیما برای بزرگداشت ساداکو و تمام کودکان مثل اون ساخته شد.ه
دوست دارید در کمترین زمان ممکن دچار غمباد و بغض بشید؟ این کتاب مناسب شماست! ساداکو ۲ ساله بود که بمب اتم هیروشیما، محل زندگیش رو زیر و رو کرد. با اینکه خردسال بود اما همیشه میگفت دقیق به خاطر داره که چطوری بمب افتاد انگار که خورشید به زمین افتاده بود. ساداکو خیلی سریع میدوید مثل باد، همه میدونستند که ساداکو یه روزی دوندهی بزرگی میشه اما دست تقدیر برنامهی دیگهای برای ساداکو تدارک دیده بود. ۹ سال بعد از افتادن بمب اتم هنوز افراد زیادی به خاطر تنفس هوای آلوده مریض میشدند از جمله ساداکو که سرطان خون گرفت و به خاطر حرف دوست صمیمیش که گفته بود طبق یک افسانه قدیمی اگه هزار درنای کاغذی درست کنی از بیماری نجات پیدا میکنی، شروع کرد به ساخت درناهای کاغذی اما ضعف بدنی اجازهی ساخت هزار درنا رو نداد. در نهایت ساداکو چشمانش رو بست و دیگه باز نکرد. یک مجسمه از ساداکو در پارک صلح هیروشیما برای بزرگداشت ساداکو و تمام کودکان مثل اون ساخته شد.ه
April 30, 2016
هیروشیما
مردی که مرگ را بر فراز هیروشیما رها کرد
به کلیسا رفت و ناقوسها را به صدا درآورد
مردی که مرگ را بر فراز هیروشیما رها کرد
رفت و خود را حلق آویز کرد
مردی که مرگ را بر فراز هیروشیما رها کرد
دیوانه شد
اکنون اشباح را از پیرامون خود دور می کند
اما اینها واقعیت ندارد
من او را چندی پیش در باغچه خانه اش
که در حومه شهر است دیدم
نشسته بود و روزنامه می خواند
ماری لوئیزه کوشنیتس / برگردان تورج رهنما
درباره کتاب ساداکو و هزار درنای کاغذی
هزاردرنا، زندگینامه تراژیک ساداکو ساسکی، دختر ژاپنی دوازده ساله ای است که 10 سال بعد از بمباران اتمی هیروشیما به سرطان خون مبتلا شد و پس از چندی مبارزه با بیماری درگذشت. ساداکو پس از بستری شدن در بیمارستان، همزمان با تحلیل قوای جسمانی اش، تصمیم به ساخت هزار درنای کاغذی می گیرد. بر طبق یک افسانه خاور باستان، با ساختن و رها کردن هزار درنای کاغذی یک آرزو برآورده می شود. با وجود اینکه مرگ هرگز به ساداکو اجازه ی ساخت هزار درنا را نمی دهد، اما آرزوی او برآورده می شود. او به جاودانگی می رسد
داستان یک روایت چند لایه است، با در نظر گرفتن این موضوع می توان از ابعاد گوناگونی به بررسی اثر پرداخت. واضح است که هزار درنا در وهله نخست اعتراضی علیه خشونت جنگ و تاثیر آن بر آسیب پذیر ترین قشر جامعه یعنی کودکان است، قربانیان همیشگی. از اینرو کتاب را می توان یک اثر در خدمت صلح جهانی دانست.کاربرد دوم کتاب، آماده سازی کودک در مواجهه با مرگ است. در واقع محور اصلی داستان مرگ، روبر شدن با نیستی و پذیرش مرگ است. قصه درمانی / بازی درمانی و استفاده از اسطوره و آیین راهکارهای مبارزه با مرگ در افراد، به ویژه کودکان است که در این کتاب با تمام شان روبرو می شویم. طبق نظر کوبلر راس انسان در مواجهه با مرگ قریب الوقوع خود، به مکانیسم های دفاعی روی می آورد. 5 مکانیسم دفاعی در مقابل مرگ وجود دارد: انکار، خشم، چانه زدن(سندرم امید واهی) افسردگی و نهایتا پذیرش. در مرحله پذیرش فرد دچار مرگ روانی می شود. مرگ روانی زمانی رخ می دهد که شخص نسبت به مرگ قطعی خود اگاه شده، آن را پذیرفته و در نتیجه به ژرفای وجود خویش بازمی گردد. ساداکو در طی روایت خطی داستان به ترتیب تمام مکانیسم ها را به کار می گیرد تا سرانجام به مرگ روانی و جسمی می رسد
تحلیلی جامع از این داستان بر مبنای نظریه کوبلر راس را می توانید در این مقاله بخوانید: کودک، داستان و مواجهه با مرگ
October 26, 2018
Review to come. My phone is currently broken and I can't access Audible or Kindle at the moment so I went with my unread paper backs. I'll be back currently soon my friends <3
This is a beautiful and absolutely devastating book that everyone must read - it'll take you less than an hour.
This is a beautiful and absolutely devastating book that everyone must read - it'll take you less than an hour.
December 14, 2019
Sadako is a young girl about to go into Middle Grade, and she is very excited about it. The greatest part about it is, that she will be on the track team, her favorite sport. Together with her bother and parents, the family lives a traditional life. It’s a few years after Hiroshima, and many of their friends and family have died from illness related to radiation. Sadako was two years old when Hiroshima happened and every year, the family goes into the community to celebrate life and gratefulness.
Everyone knows the sickness…..the disease that many fall ill with and die. It’s whispered, it’s feared, it’s all around. Leukemia. Sadako isn’t feeling well at one of her training sessions, and they seek medical attention. The families worst fear comes true. Sadako has cancer.
In the hospital, Sadako tries to keep hope and is eager to leave. Counting the days, to get out of there. She begins to fold paper cranes via origami. She has the wish to be healed after she makes 1000 cranes.
Counting into the hundreds, she gives them away, hangs them, sets them on ledges….but her health keeps declining.
At last, with just a few cranes left to go, her mother makes her a most special gift, a kimono. She has always wanted one, but they could not afford it. Her families sacrifices to purchase the fabric for this gift of love is almost too much to bear for Sadako.
With a few cranes short of 1000, Sadako passes away. Her community comes together and children all around begin making paper cranes.
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The spirit of community and the love of a family stand out in this novel. Sadako is only one of the victims of Hiroshima and the aftermath. This story is based on the true story of Sadako’s life and there is a memorial set up today. See below.
This novel isn’t long and can easily be read in a sitting even as a sufficient young reader. It is a gentle servant into the subject matter/topic considering any angst a child might have about it.
Hiroshima and it’s people the effects as well as Leukemia in itself is tough to read about and understand when young. This version of the story does not discount or mask the truth, but it is written in a way, that it stays neutral enough to approach/ introduce the subject or expose young readers to illnesses that sometimes cannot be healed. The focus here is hope and love. A gentle way to take the next step to further research, remember and perhaps inspire.
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June 7, 2011
Sadako Sasaki was 12 years old when she died of leukemia. This was due to the radiation from the atomic bomb that was dropped by an American pilot in her hometown in Hiroshima, Japan during World War II. She was 2 years old then and had no memory of the war whatsoever. This 1977 book, Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes by Eleonor Coerr, a Canadian-American, was published twenty-two years after Sadako’s death. To explain the title, there is this belief in Japan that if you are sick, fold 1,000 paper cranes and you will get well. According to this book, Sadako Sasaki was only able to fold 644 before her death.
She and her thousand paper cranes are now among the symbols of world peace in Japan. During the annual Obon festival, students from all over the world visit her statue in Hiroshima and leave paper cranes at its foot. A plaque on the statue reads: "This is our cry. This is our prayer. Peace on Earth." This book has been translated to many languages and is now being used in primary schools around the world to teach children the importance of world peace. (Source: Wiki). This is how her statue looks like:
Anyway, this is a thin and easy to read book basically relating the last 9 months or so of Sadako Sasaki’s life on earth. Heartfelt story with a subtle message from Japan to America when the author, a Canadian-American, wrote this line: “We keep on saying that we remember Pearl Harbor. Remember Pearl Harbor. However, let’s not forget Hiroshima and Nagasaki.” Prior to the start of my reading, I knew that this was a sad story. However, I thought that the book’s 63 pages were too few for Coerr to be able to fully develop her characters so I would be able to forge sympathy with any of them. I was wrong. That portion when the dying Sadako was hearing her mother’s rubber slippers was able to squeeze few drops of tears from my eyes literally.
Normally, when a book is so good that it was able to make me cry or laugh, I automatically give it a 5-star rating. However, I am giving this a star less. Reason is that I have a newer and more comprehensive version of Sadako Sasaki’s story, 1997-published book by Takayuki Ishii’s One Thousand Paper Cranes and he debunked several aspects of Coeer’s version.
Still Ishii’s version talks about the saintly Sadako Sasaki and not the evil Sadako Yamamura. Now we all know which is which.
She and her thousand paper cranes are now among the symbols of world peace in Japan. During the annual Obon festival, students from all over the world visit her statue in Hiroshima and leave paper cranes at its foot. A plaque on the statue reads: "This is our cry. This is our prayer. Peace on Earth." This book has been translated to many languages and is now being used in primary schools around the world to teach children the importance of world peace. (Source: Wiki). This is how her statue looks like:
[image error]On the other hand, her more popular namesake, Sadako Yamamura is this fictional antagonist in the 1991-Japanese horror film, The Ring. Unlike the peace-loving Sadako Sasaki and her thousand paper cranes, this Sadako is pure evil particularly in her ghostly state. She haunts and kills everyone who comes in her way when she wants to take her revenge on people who saw this VHS tape showing some kind of water well that when covered takes the shape of a ring. She first calls up the viewer who rented and watched her VHS not to announce the he/she won a prize like when you are spotted by a camera watching a certain TV series but to tell him/her of his/her death in the next 24 hours. This is how she looks like when she goes outside the TV to kill the viewer of her VHS:
Sadako's name is Japanese for "chaste child" (sada: chaste and ko: child). I am not sure if Sadako is a common name in Japan but I thought that the novelist Koji Suzuki who wrote the book The Ring (Ringu) somewhat dishonored the memory of Sadako Sasaki but naming his antagonist based on a well-loved symbol of world peace in Japan. I might be mistaken though because Mary (or its variants like Maria, Mari, Marianne or Marie) is so common that many people, regardless whether saints and sinners, have adopted or affixed the Mother of God's name to his or her own.
Anyway, this is a thin and easy to read book basically relating the last 9 months or so of Sadako Sasaki’s life on earth. Heartfelt story with a subtle message from Japan to America when the author, a Canadian-American, wrote this line: “We keep on saying that we remember Pearl Harbor. Remember Pearl Harbor. However, let’s not forget Hiroshima and Nagasaki.” Prior to the start of my reading, I knew that this was a sad story. However, I thought that the book’s 63 pages were too few for Coerr to be able to fully develop her characters so I would be able to forge sympathy with any of them. I was wrong. That portion when the dying Sadako was hearing her mother’s rubber slippers was able to squeeze few drops of tears from my eyes literally.
Normally, when a book is so good that it was able to make me cry or laugh, I automatically give it a 5-star rating. However, I am giving this a star less. Reason is that I have a newer and more comprehensive version of Sadako Sasaki’s story, 1997-published book by Takayuki Ishii’s One Thousand Paper Cranes and he debunked several aspects of Coeer’s version.
Still Ishii’s version talks about the saintly Sadako Sasaki and not the evil Sadako Yamamura. Now we all know which is which.
April 1, 2020
This is set in Japan after the bombing of Hiroshima. We meet this athletic girl who loves to run who slowly can't run. She starts feeling pain and tiredness. It's discovered that she has leukemia and that was an after effect of the bomb and many people, including children 10 years after were experiencing.
Sadako hears the story of the child who makes a 1,000 paper cranes will have a wish come true. She decides to make 1000 cranes to heal herself.
This story doesn't have a happy ending. It's a good little story for young readers and it explores a period in history we don't hear too much about. The epilogue is nice and there is a statue to this girl in Japan that people leave thousands of cranes for.
Sadako hears the story of the child who makes a 1,000 paper cranes will have a wish come true. She decides to make 1000 cranes to heal herself.
This story doesn't have a happy ending. It's a good little story for young readers and it explores a period in history we don't hear too much about. The epilogue is nice and there is a statue to this girl in Japan that people leave thousands of cranes for.
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May 15, 2023ছোট্ট হাসিখুশি মেয়ে সাদাকো ভালো দৌড়াতে পারতো। হঠাৎ সে অসুস্থ হয়ে গেলো। হিরোশিমা আর নাগাসাকিতে পারমাণবিক বিস্ফোরণ এর পার্শ্বপ্রতিক্রিয়ায় তার শরীরে বাসা বাঁধে মরণব্যাধি লিউকেমিয়া। সাদাকো শুনলো, এক হাজার কাগজের সারসপাখি বানাতে পারলে নাকি মনের ইচ্ছা পূর্ণ হয়। সে বানাতে শুরু করলো কাগজের সারস। যুদ্ধবিধবস্ত জাপানে কাগজ পাওয়াও দুষ্কর। সাহায্যের হাত বাড়িয়ে দিলো বন্ধুবান্ধব আর আত্মীয়স্বজন। কিন্তু ছয়শো চুয়াল্লিশটা সারস বানানোর পরই মারা যায় সাদাকো। সাদাকোর স্মরণে হিরোশিমা পিস পার্কে ১৯৫৮ সালে বানানো হয় তার আবক্ষমূর্তি। এর নিচে লেখা " this is our cry, this is our prayer. peace on earth." প্রতিবছর জাপানের মানুষ সাদাকোকে স্মরণ করে কাগজের সারস বানিয়ে। আর প্রার্থনা করে, সাদাকোর মতো আর কোনো শিশু যেন যুদ্ধের এমন নির্মম বলি না হয়। আর কোনো ফুল যেন অকালে ঝরে না পড়ে।
June 18, 2019
این کتاب رو که اینجا پیدا کردم انگار یه گنج قدیمی پیدا کرده باشم انقدر که هیجانزدهام
شاید ۸ یا ۹ ساله بودم که این کتاب رو خوندم. اون موقعها پدرم از یک دستدوم فروشی کتاب رو برام خریده بود و من عاشقش بودم.
تا آخرین درنایی که ساداکو ساخت من امیدوار بودم زنده بمونه و از اون به بعد بود که باورم شد بچهها هم میمیرند.
شاید ۸ یا ۹ ساله بودم که این کتاب رو خوندم. اون موقعها پدرم از یک دستدوم فروشی کتاب رو برام خریده بود و من عاشقش بودم.
تا آخرین درنایی که ساداکو ساخت من امیدوار بودم زنده بمونه و از اون به بعد بود که باورم شد بچهها هم میمیرند.
March 19, 2015
This is an amazing book, one that will stay with me as an all time favourite at school. When you can remember reading it as a youngster and when that can evoke further memories, that means it's made a true impact.
February 3, 2025
What did I just read?
🩵 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 🩵
Sadako had such a sweet personality that only kids can have. For being such a short story, I was really rooting for her. It was devastating to see her loose the kid at the hospital and see what she was going through.
🦢 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 🦢
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒔: I thought this was very interesting. I don’t know a lot abt different cultures but I didn’t know that was a thing. I also found out that she actually DID finish the 1,000 paper cranes, although she didn’t in the book.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈: I won’t put spoilers, but oof. I finished this is in the car and my mom was like “wElL yEaH iTs A tRuE sToRy”. So YES MOTHER I UNDERSTAND but still wow. It shocked me.
This was a pretty good read. Just a nice little story my sister told me to read and I suppose I would recommend.
🩵 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 🩵
Sadako had such a sweet personality that only kids can have. For being such a short story, I was really rooting for her. It was devastating to see her loose the kid at the hospital and see what she was going through.
🦢 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭 🦢
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒆𝒔: I thought this was very interesting. I don’t know a lot abt different cultures but I didn’t know that was a thing. I also found out that she actually DID finish the 1,000 paper cranes, although she didn’t in the book.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈: I won’t put spoilers, but oof. I finished this is in the car and my mom was like “wElL yEaH iTs A tRuE sToRy”. So YES MOTHER I UNDERSTAND but still wow. It shocked me.
This was a pretty good read. Just a nice little story my sister told me to read and I suppose I would recommend.
January 4, 2019
My Grade 3 students enjoy this read-aloud as they are enlightened by historical events they may never hear about.
July 15, 2018
We did a play of this when I was in primary school and I remember even back then feeling a lot of sadness over it. Also a lot of frustration that I never mastered the art of folding paper cranes.
A good insight for kids.
A good insight for kids.
August 29, 2023
✰ 4 stars ✰
“But how can that paper bird make me well?”
“Don’t you remember that old story about the crane?” Chizuko asked. “It’s supposed to live for a thousand years. If a sick person folds one thousand paper cranes, the gods will grant her wish and make her healthy again.”
She handed the crane to Sadako. “Here’s your first one.”
3rd Grade Treasures
1996-1997. 3rd Grade. The year the Trapper Keeper was all the rage. (Google it - it was such a nifty stationary item! 📁) The year I learned spin art in Ms. Stella's art class and had two entries in our elementary art fair. (I still have them - they were quite good, I must say. 🎨) The year Fruit Roll-up and Dunkaroos were my staple recess snacks. (I wonder if they're still around... 🤔) And it was the year, I read Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes for our class reading assignment.
Sadako was in Hiroshima when the United States Air Force dropped an atom bomb on that city in an attempt to end World War II; ten years later she died as a result of radiation from the bomb. In the early 1960's, Eleanor Coerr traveled to Hiroshima in the hopes of finding Kokeshi - a collection of Sadako’s letters and her journal that her bamboo class published into a book, naming it after the doll that they had gifted her while she was in the hospital. Through fortuitous circumstances, Ms.Coerr stumbled upon the original and quickly rushed home to Canada to translate it, so she could write the children's story of Sadako's life that has touched so many lives since it's release in the last 70's.
Some books can hit you right in the chest with hard-hitting feels - some books leave a quiet mark on your heart. Sadako's story is neither loud or soft - it is simply true. True in the truest form that you can stay hopeful and optimistic - no matter what. Even as it gives readers a way to accept death and sadness - it is done with kindness that touches upon your heart. 💔💔 Sadako showed a quiet resilience and courageous spirit of such will and longing that if not making paper cranes to bring good luck to herself, but simply to ease the pain that she was causing her family. It reminded me of times when I too would be hurting from an injury, and I would shield my own tears and fight through the pain - just so, my family would not be hurt by visible pain. 😢
“Don’t cry,” she begged. “Please don’t cry.”
Sadako wanted to say more, but her mouth and tongue wouldn’t move. A tear slid down her cheek. She had brought her mother so much grief.
And all Sadako could do now was make paper cranes and hope for a miracle.”
The beauty of this story is that there is no direct malice or resentment towards the horrific event that took place in 1945 - it is simply a gentle but firm reminder of what it left behind in it's tragic wake - how far-reaching it was - whether you were there or still in the womb - it left it's impression. ❤️🩹❤️🩹 And how important it is that fighting is never a solution that solves everything - that a little peace and kindness can make a much more beneficial solution than the course of actions they take instead.
“After visiting hours it was lonely in the hospital room. So lonely that Sadako folded more cranes to keep up her courage.
Eleven ... I wish I’d get better.
Twelve ... I wish I’d get better ...”
Ms. Coerr's heart-felt writing makes you feel Sadako's hopes and her pains -the sadness for making her family hurt, the gentle joys in her last few days. Poignant and pure, through her eyes we feel her dreams - how she wanted to live life long and strong - being the fastest runner in her class, only to become as slow as a turtle, who can't even lift her arms long enough. Yet, those tender and hopeful feelings of courage - even in the face of death - transcend beyond the page, because it does not only relate to moments of illness; even in her vulnerable state, she never loses faith. It can even give hope to those who have lost the will to survive and need a reason for living - a feeling worth fighting for. 🤍🤍
The joy of children's books is that it makes such an impact - even in the simplest of ways. Sadako's thoughts and prayers and loneliness echoed a gnawing pain in my heart - that she wasn't able to complete her paper cranes - is that a sign that if you don't - the dream that you have - the wish that you make - does it not come true?
No.
Because the memory of her lives on - like a seed it spread to so many parts of the world - to even a little girl like me, living in Pakistan - I learned of her story. And that is why stories are told - so that they can live on forever - 'in the hearts of people for a long time.' 🙏🏻🙏🏻
I don't quite recall how I felt back when I first read it; although, I do remember faintly that we learned how to make paper cranes of our own as a class activity afterwards. Mine weren't very good, I'm afraid. But, there is one memory that stands out in my mind. When I was in the 5th grade, after studying World War II in social studies, our class was going to watch the film Hiroshima. One of our foreign students was from Japan; he approached our class teacher and very politely requested that he be excused from watching it.
And as the film was loaded into the VCR, I recall so very clearly, looking out our class window, as he walked down the hall to the ESL (English as a Second Language) class - with a tight feeling in my chest - not quite knowing what I should say to him. And it was at the same moment, my mind drifted back to a book that I once read - the story of the little girl and her hopeful wish for life, by believing in the dream of a thousand paper cranes. 😔😔
“But how can that paper bird make me well?”
“Don’t you remember that old story about the crane?” Chizuko asked. “It’s supposed to live for a thousand years. If a sick person folds one thousand paper cranes, the gods will grant her wish and make her healthy again.”
She handed the crane to Sadako. “Here’s your first one.”
3rd Grade Treasures
1996-1997. 3rd Grade. The year the Trapper Keeper was all the rage. (Google it - it was such a nifty stationary item! 📁) The year I learned spin art in Ms. Stella's art class and had two entries in our elementary art fair. (I still have them - they were quite good, I must say. 🎨) The year Fruit Roll-up and Dunkaroos were my staple recess snacks. (I wonder if they're still around... 🤔) And it was the year, I read Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes for our class reading assignment.
Sadako was in Hiroshima when the United States Air Force dropped an atom bomb on that city in an attempt to end World War II; ten years later she died as a result of radiation from the bomb. In the early 1960's, Eleanor Coerr traveled to Hiroshima in the hopes of finding Kokeshi - a collection of Sadako’s letters and her journal that her bamboo class published into a book, naming it after the doll that they had gifted her while she was in the hospital. Through fortuitous circumstances, Ms.Coerr stumbled upon the original and quickly rushed home to Canada to translate it, so she could write the children's story of Sadako's life that has touched so many lives since it's release in the last 70's.
Some books can hit you right in the chest with hard-hitting feels - some books leave a quiet mark on your heart. Sadako's story is neither loud or soft - it is simply true. True in the truest form that you can stay hopeful and optimistic - no matter what. Even as it gives readers a way to accept death and sadness - it is done with kindness that touches upon your heart. 💔💔 Sadako showed a quiet resilience and courageous spirit of such will and longing that if not making paper cranes to bring good luck to herself, but simply to ease the pain that she was causing her family. It reminded me of times when I too would be hurting from an injury, and I would shield my own tears and fight through the pain - just so, my family would not be hurt by visible pain. 😢
“Don’t cry,” she begged. “Please don’t cry.”
Sadako wanted to say more, but her mouth and tongue wouldn’t move. A tear slid down her cheek. She had brought her mother so much grief.
And all Sadako could do now was make paper cranes and hope for a miracle.”
The beauty of this story is that there is no direct malice or resentment towards the horrific event that took place in 1945 - it is simply a gentle but firm reminder of what it left behind in it's tragic wake - how far-reaching it was - whether you were there or still in the womb - it left it's impression. ❤️🩹❤️🩹 And how important it is that fighting is never a solution that solves everything - that a little peace and kindness can make a much more beneficial solution than the course of actions they take instead.
“After visiting hours it was lonely in the hospital room. So lonely that Sadako folded more cranes to keep up her courage.
Eleven ... I wish I’d get better.
Twelve ... I wish I’d get better ...”
Ms. Coerr's heart-felt writing makes you feel Sadako's hopes and her pains -the sadness for making her family hurt, the gentle joys in her last few days. Poignant and pure, through her eyes we feel her dreams - how she wanted to live life long and strong - being the fastest runner in her class, only to become as slow as a turtle, who can't even lift her arms long enough. Yet, those tender and hopeful feelings of courage - even in the face of death - transcend beyond the page, because it does not only relate to moments of illness; even in her vulnerable state, she never loses faith. It can even give hope to those who have lost the will to survive and need a reason for living - a feeling worth fighting for. 🤍🤍
The joy of children's books is that it makes such an impact - even in the simplest of ways. Sadako's thoughts and prayers and loneliness echoed a gnawing pain in my heart - that she wasn't able to complete her paper cranes - is that a sign that if you don't - the dream that you have - the wish that you make - does it not come true?
No.
Because the memory of her lives on - like a seed it spread to so many parts of the world - to even a little girl like me, living in Pakistan - I learned of her story. And that is why stories are told - so that they can live on forever - 'in the hearts of people for a long time.' 🙏🏻🙏🏻
I don't quite recall how I felt back when I first read it; although, I do remember faintly that we learned how to make paper cranes of our own as a class activity afterwards. Mine weren't very good, I'm afraid. But, there is one memory that stands out in my mind. When I was in the 5th grade, after studying World War II in social studies, our class was going to watch the film Hiroshima. One of our foreign students was from Japan; he approached our class teacher and very politely requested that he be excused from watching it.
And as the film was loaded into the VCR, I recall so very clearly, looking out our class window, as he walked down the hall to the ESL (English as a Second Language) class - with a tight feeling in my chest - not quite knowing what I should say to him. And it was at the same moment, my mind drifted back to a book that I once read - the story of the little girl and her hopeful wish for life, by believing in the dream of a thousand paper cranes. 😔😔
June 24, 2025
"من صلح را روی بال تو مینویسم تا به همه جهان پرواز کنی."
ساداکو با دستهای بیمارش فقط تونست ۶۴۴ درنا بسازه. ساداکو و درناهاش نماد صلح و امید و زندگیان. با خوندن این داستان همزمان غم و امید رو تجربه کردم.
ساداکو با دستهای بیمارش فقط تونست ۶۴۴ درنا بسازه. ساداکو و درناهاش نماد صلح و امید و زندگیان. با خوندن این داستان همزمان غم و امید رو تجربه کردم.
September 30, 2017
خیلی خیلی خوب و البته غم انگیز بود...!:):
یه دوست خیلی خوبی داد بم بخونمش.....!
یه دوست خیلی خوبی داد بم بخونمش.....!
August 28, 2022
نمیدونم اولین بار داستان درناهای کاغذی رو کی شنیدم ولی از بچگی دوست داشتم هزارتا درنای کاغذی درست کنم. امروز دارم این کار رو میکنم. تا الان حدود صدتا درنا درست کردم و توی خونه و شهرم پخششون کردم.
یه روز به خودم اومدم و دیدم یکی از رویاهای بچگی داره خاک میخوره. هزینهای نداشت، از کاغذ باطله، درنای کاغذی درست کردم. خیلی آسون بود. دوستشون داشتم و دارم.
حالا درناها رو توی شهر، روی درختها و کنار خونهها میذارم. چیزی که الان کم داریم هزارتا درنای کاغذیه؛ امیده!
امیدوارم برعکس ساداکو، بتونم هزارتا درست کنم... برای خودم... برای وطنم؛ ایران.
کتاب رو از طاقچه گرفتم چون نسخهی فیزیکیش رو پیدا نکردم. پیشنهاد میکنم نسخهی چاپیش رو بخونید:)
یه روز به خودم اومدم و دیدم یکی از رویاهای بچگی داره خاک میخوره. هزینهای نداشت، از کاغذ باطله، درنای کاغذی درست کردم. خیلی آسون بود. دوستشون داشتم و دارم.
حالا درناها رو توی شهر، روی درختها و کنار خونهها میذارم. چیزی که الان کم داریم هزارتا درنای کاغذیه؛ امیده!
امیدوارم برعکس ساداکو، بتونم هزارتا درست کنم... برای خودم... برای وطنم؛ ایران.
کتاب رو از طاقچه گرفتم چون نسخهی فیزیکیش رو پیدا نکردم. پیشنهاد میکنم نسخهی چاپیش رو بخونید:)
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May 25, 2020We'll never know exactly how far our actions fly into the future.
There's probably nothing Sadako loves more then running around Hiroshima. Then the dizzy spells start. She doesn't understand why until she receives a life changing diagnosis. Soon, Sadako is running once again. But can she win the race against time?
A story of luck, legends, and letters. A tale of omens, and origami.
**********POTENTIAL SPOILERY TRIGGER WARININGS for illness of a child, talk of war, mention of loss of a loved one, leukemia, grief, and mention of death.**********
Active, eager Sadako was excited to be alive. Be it Oban Day or becoming her class's running superstar, there was so much the optimistic girl was looking forward to. It was impossible not to feel everything she felt, no matter where the path of her race took her. Her bravery and courage were so inspiring.
Family is a forever flock. Seriously sweet, you watch Sadako's family and community react to her diagnosis, and see their determination to remain sources of everlasting strength and comfort. Admiration and love flowed between Sadako and all of the important people in her life. But the moments between Sadako and her mother had me in tears.
Over 14 years later, and I can still remember the first time Sadako's tale was read to me. The reasons behind the intense feelings it evoked are no longer lost on me. Straightforwardly complex as one of its titular birds, Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes is exactly the story it seems, yet within it's folded creases lie shouted whispers of WWII, fears, long ago stolen dreams, and hope in the face of great sadness. Perhaps loudest though, is its out cry for peace.
Despite the fact that Eleanor Coerr's prose was purely tell and no show, Sadako practically runs out of the book and into your heart. Incredibly sad, the quick historical fiction introduced the readers to a truly strong spirit, a well known Japanese legend, and the devastatingly long-lasting effects of nuclear warfare. Accompanied by black and white illustrations, the story of a bright soul dimmed far to soon, moved me. I am however perplexed as to why certain parts of the plot didn't remain faithful to her life. Reading this makes you wish a better future for the world.
I hope that one day all your whispered wishes take wing.
There's probably nothing Sadako loves more then running around Hiroshima. Then the dizzy spells start. She doesn't understand why until she receives a life changing diagnosis. Soon, Sadako is running once again. But can she win the race against time?
A story of luck, legends, and letters. A tale of omens, and origami.
**********POTENTIAL SPOILERY TRIGGER WARININGS for illness of a child, talk of war, mention of loss of a loved one, leukemia, grief, and mention of death.**********
Active, eager Sadako was excited to be alive. Be it Oban Day or becoming her class's running superstar, there was so much the optimistic girl was looking forward to. It was impossible not to feel everything she felt, no matter where the path of her race took her. Her bravery and courage were so inspiring.
Family is a forever flock. Seriously sweet, you watch Sadako's family and community react to her diagnosis, and see their determination to remain sources of everlasting strength and comfort. Admiration and love flowed between Sadako and all of the important people in her life. But the moments between Sadako and her mother had me in tears.
Over 14 years later, and I can still remember the first time Sadako's tale was read to me. The reasons behind the intense feelings it evoked are no longer lost on me. Straightforwardly complex as one of its titular birds, Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes is exactly the story it seems, yet within it's folded creases lie shouted whispers of WWII, fears, long ago stolen dreams, and hope in the face of great sadness. Perhaps loudest though, is its out cry for peace.
Despite the fact that Eleanor Coerr's prose was purely tell and no show, Sadako practically runs out of the book and into your heart. Incredibly sad, the quick historical fiction introduced the readers to a truly strong spirit, a well known Japanese legend, and the devastatingly long-lasting effects of nuclear warfare. Accompanied by black and white illustrations, the story of a bright soul dimmed far to soon, moved me. I am however perplexed as to why certain parts of the plot didn't remain faithful to her life. Reading this makes you wish a better future for the world.
I hope that one day all your whispered wishes take wing.
November 3, 2022
کاش کتاب طولانیتر بود...با پرداختنهای بیشتر... مشتاق خوندن یک روایت کاملتر از درناهای کاغذی ساداکو هستم.
گمان من اینه هر بچهای که پا به جهان هستی میذاره حامل این پیامه که خدا هنوز از بشریت قطع امید نکرده...وای به حال آدم بزرگهایی که امیدهای خدا رو به کشتن میدن...
چند فوج درنا باید بسازیم که پیام صلح برای بچهها برآورده بشه؟!....
راستی! محسن رحمانی تو پادکست رادیو پن، خیلی زیباتر از هرچیزی که دربارهی ساداکو و هزار درنای کاغذی اون خونده بودم گفته.... اگه ساداکو رو دوست دارید حتما اپیزود " صلح" رادیو پن رو گوش بدید🤍
پینوشت: یکی از روزهای بعد از این....وقتی حالمون اونقدر خوب شده بود که بتونم واژهها رو ردیف کنم کنار هم، از ساداکوهای سرزمین مادری مینویسم....
گمان من اینه هر بچهای که پا به جهان هستی میذاره حامل این پیامه که خدا هنوز از بشریت قطع امید نکرده...وای به حال آدم بزرگهایی که امیدهای خدا رو به کشتن میدن...
چند فوج درنا باید بسازیم که پیام صلح برای بچهها برآورده بشه؟!....
راستی! محسن رحمانی تو پادکست رادیو پن، خیلی زیباتر از هرچیزی که دربارهی ساداکو و هزار درنای کاغذی اون خونده بودم گفته.... اگه ساداکو رو دوست دارید حتما اپیزود " صلح" رادیو پن رو گوش بدید🤍
پینوشت: یکی از روزهای بعد از این....وقتی حالمون اونقدر خوب شده بود که بتونم واژهها رو ردیف کنم کنار هم، از ساداکوهای سرزمین مادری مینویسم....
May 30, 2021
بخشهایی از کتاب:
کبوترها مثل ارواح مردگان به نظر میآیند که در فراز آسمان به آزادی در پروازند.
درد بزرگ دیگری در درون ساداکو ریشه میدوانید؛ درد ترس از مرگ؛ اما ساداکو باید با این درد هم مقابله میکرد، همچنان هم که تا به آن دم، در برابر بیماریاش ایستادگی کرده بود. به یادش آمد که همیشه جای امید هست.
با خودش فکر میکرد، آیا بعد از مرگ روی یکی از کوههای بهشت زندگی خواهم کرد؟ آیا مردن سخت است؟ یا شبیه به خواب رفتن است؟
او با خودش میگفت، کاش میتوانستم به مرگ نیندیشم.
اما این کار درست مثل بازداشتن باران از باریدن بود.
این است فریاد ما،
این است آرزوی ما،
صلح در تمام دنیا.
کبوترها مثل ارواح مردگان به نظر میآیند که در فراز آسمان به آزادی در پروازند.
درد بزرگ دیگری در درون ساداکو ریشه میدوانید؛ درد ترس از مرگ؛ اما ساداکو باید با این درد هم مقابله میکرد، همچنان هم که تا به آن دم، در برابر بیماریاش ایستادگی کرده بود. به یادش آمد که همیشه جای امید هست.
با خودش فکر میکرد، آیا بعد از مرگ روی یکی از کوههای بهشت زندگی خواهم کرد؟ آیا مردن سخت است؟ یا شبیه به خواب رفتن است؟
او با خودش میگفت، کاش میتوانستم به مرگ نیندیشم.
اما این کار درست مثل بازداشتن باران از باریدن بود.
این است فریاد ما،
این است آرزوی ما،
صلح در تمام دنیا.
February 11, 2023
با اینکه شور زندگی و امیدی که ساداکو توی قلبش داشت رو خیلی تحسین میکنم و واقعا داستان قشنگی بود برام ولی خیلی غمگین کننده بود و چندجای کتاب گونه هام خیس شدن و گریه کردم برای امیدهایی که ناامید میشن…🥲
August 12, 2017
ای درناهای بهشتی
با بالهای قشنگ خود
روی کودکم را بپوشانید
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داستان زیبا و غم انگیزی بود
با بالهای قشنگ خود
روی کودکم را بپوشانید
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داستان زیبا و غم انگیزی بود
July 27, 2025
وقتی که درباره علل بیماری لوسمی لنفوسیتی حاد میخواندیم، مواجهه با تشعشعات هم یکی از علل بود؛ مثل خیلی از سرطانهای دیگر. حفظ کردنش راحت بود. اساتید هم برای مثال مواجهه قبلی میگفتند مثلا شاید بیمار برای درمان سرطان دیگری رادیوتراپی شود و همین میشود سرمنشا لوسمی.
چرا هیچکدام از ما حتی یک لحظه درنگ نکردیم تا به هیروشیما و ناکازاکی فکر کنیم؟
چرا هیچکدام نفهمیدیم بمب اتمی چقدر میتواند نابودکننده باشد تا اینکه به خاک خودمان ماجرا کشیده شد؟
داستان راجع به دختر ۱۲ سالهای است که در سن ۲ سالگی در نزدیکیهای هیروشیما زندگی میکرده است. بعد از ماجراهای جنگ جهانی دوم هیچ خط و خشی روی این دختر نیفتاده تا اینکه همهچیز کمکم خودش را نشان می دهد و متوجه لوسمی او میشوند.
حالا دوست ساداکو به او پیشنهادی میدهد که بیماریش بهبود یابد:
هر کسی که هزار درنای کاغذی درست کند، آرزویش برآروده می شود.
به نظر وسوسهبرانگیز میرسد، اما ساداکو هم زمان زیادی ندارد. بیماریش هر روز پیشرفت میکند و او روز به روز ضعیفتر می شود.
در نهایت ساداکو بیشتر از ۶۴۴ درنا نمیتواند درست کند و نمیتواند در مقابل مرگ بایستد.
یادم هست که در کودکی که این کتاب را خوانده بودم، برایم هزار درنای کاغذی یک جور طلسم جادویی بود که ردخور نداشت. وقتهای بیکاریم به ساخت درنا در انواع سایزها و با کاغذهای مختلف میگذشت. من راه مقابله با هر نوع مشکل لاینحلی را پیدا کرده بودم. ساداکو نتوانست زنده بماند، چون نتوانست هزار درنا بسازد. و هیچ علت دیگری نداشت. و خب من بچه بودم.
الان میدانم که ساداکو اتفاقا هزار درنا را هم ساخت. حتی سیصدتا هم بیشتر ساخت. و در نهایت از بیماریای مرد که حتی نمیدانست به چه گناهی گریبانش را گرفته است.
مرگ قرار نیست همیشه با هزار درنای کاغذی راهش را بگیرد و برود؛ و جنگ نیز هم.
خواندن این کتاب به عنوان یک بزرگسال به مراتب خیلی سختتر و دردناکتر از یک نوجوان است. چون میدانی دنیا عادلانه نیست. چون جنگ تا سالها بعد تمامشدنش هم جان آدمها را خواهد گرفت. با هر جان، یک خانواده نابود میشود و به آرامی یک جامعه.
و تو میدانی که چندمیلیون درنای کاغذی هم یارای روبرویی با اسلحههای فلزی را نخواهند داشت...
چرا هیچکدام از ما حتی یک لحظه درنگ نکردیم تا به هیروشیما و ناکازاکی فکر کنیم؟
چرا هیچکدام نفهمیدیم بمب اتمی چقدر میتواند نابودکننده باشد تا اینکه به خاک خودمان ماجرا کشیده شد؟
داستان راجع به دختر ۱۲ سالهای است که در سن ۲ سالگی در نزدیکیهای هیروشیما زندگی میکرده است. بعد از ماجراهای جنگ جهانی دوم هیچ خط و خشی روی این دختر نیفتاده تا اینکه همهچیز کمکم خودش را نشان می دهد و متوجه لوسمی او میشوند.
حالا دوست ساداکو به او پیشنهادی میدهد که بیماریش بهبود یابد:
هر کسی که هزار درنای کاغذی درست کند، آرزویش برآروده می شود.
به نظر وسوسهبرانگیز میرسد، اما ساداکو هم زمان زیادی ندارد. بیماریش هر روز پیشرفت میکند و او روز به روز ضعیفتر می شود.
در نهایت ساداکو بیشتر از ۶۴۴ درنا نمیتواند درست کند و نمیتواند در مقابل مرگ بایستد.
یادم هست که در کودکی که این کتاب را خوانده بودم، برایم هزار درنای کاغذی یک جور طلسم جادویی بود که ردخور نداشت. وقتهای بیکاریم به ساخت درنا در انواع سایزها و با کاغذهای مختلف میگذشت. من راه مقابله با هر نوع مشکل لاینحلی را پیدا کرده بودم. ساداکو نتوانست زنده بماند، چون نتوانست هزار درنا بسازد. و هیچ علت دیگری نداشت. و خب من بچه بودم.
الان میدانم که ساداکو اتفاقا هزار درنا را هم ساخت. حتی سیصدتا هم بیشتر ساخت. و در نهایت از بیماریای مرد که حتی نمیدانست به چه گناهی گریبانش را گرفته است.
مرگ قرار نیست همیشه با هزار درنای کاغذی راهش را بگیرد و برود؛ و جنگ نیز هم.
خواندن این کتاب به عنوان یک بزرگسال به مراتب خیلی سختتر و دردناکتر از یک نوجوان است. چون میدانی دنیا عادلانه نیست. چون جنگ تا سالها بعد تمامشدنش هم جان آدمها را خواهد گرفت. با هر جان، یک خانواده نابود میشود و به آرامی یک جامعه.
و تو میدانی که چندمیلیون درنای کاغذی هم یارای روبرویی با اسلحههای فلزی را نخواهند داشت...
April 29, 2023
وقتی من سال اول راهنمایی بودم، برادرم -که خودش سال اخر راهنمایی بود- این کتاب رو از معلم انشاءش هدیه گرفت. نمیدونم چرا این کتاب رو خوندیم و اصلا چرا کانون پرورش فکری، چنین کتابی با این چنین داستان غم انگیزی رو منتشر کرده. البته که اون موقع، کتاب آزاردهنده نبود. اما وقتی دو سال پیش دوباره خوندمش، فهمیدم چه حجم بزرگی از غصه رو میشه باهاش لمس کرد.
ساداکو، برگرفته از زندگی واقعی ساداکو ساساکی، دختری ژاپنیه که طی جنگ جهانی دوم و حمله اتمی ارتش ایالات متحده به هیروشیما، زنده می مونه، اما بعدا به خاطر تشعشعات رادیواکتیوی که در معرضشون قرار گرفته بوده، به سرطان مبتلا میشه و نویسنده، دوران بستری شدن و چگونگی تلاش ساداکو و اطرافیانش رو برای مبارزه با بیماری و زنده نگه داشتن این دختر روایت میکنه.
کتاب کوتاهه و خب اگر گوگل کنید اسم ساداکو رو، همون چندثانیه اول متوجه میشید که ساداکو نهایتا به دلیل سرطان خون از دنیا رفته.
اما خوانندۀ کتاب، ابتدا این رو نمیدونه و رفته رفته متوجه میشیم که زنده موندن ساداکو، تقریبا محاله. ولی بازم یه عده هستن که میخوان ساداکو رو برای مدت بیشتری با ابزار امید و شادی و اینجور اراجیف زنده نگه دارن.
از جملۀ ابزارها هم، همین قضیۀ هزار درنای کاغذیه.
یه افسانه دارن که میگه اگر یک نفر هزارتا پرندۀ درنا رو با کاغذ و هنر اریگامی درست کنه، به ارزوش میرسه. و چه چیزی بهتر و سرگرم کننده تر و امیدوار نگه دارنده تر از هزارتا اوریگامی وقت گیر، برای دختری که احتمال برآورده شدن آرزوش نزدیک به صفره؟
ساداکو شروع میکنه به درست کردن درناهای کاغذی. اما فقط گمونم 600 یا 650 تا درنا رو درست میکنه و نهایتا در 12 سالگی، از دنیا میره.
دوستان ساداکو، بهش کمک میکنن و براش درنا میسازن و تعداد درنا ها رو بالاخره به هزار میرسونن. اما ساداکو آرزوش هیچوقت برآورده نمیشه.
به همین دردناکی. کتاب در ستایش چیه؟ امید و تلاش؟ پس مجسمه آزادی و آتش برخاسته از سیاست های خبیثانۀ آمریکای جهانخوار روی جلد چه میکنه؟! این برمیگرده به ایدئولوژی متولیان فرهنگ ایران در دهه های اول و دوم انقلاب اسلامی. آشنا کردن کودکان با خباثت امریکا از طریق تعریف کردن داستان های واقعی ولی بسیار دردناک.
مادرم میگه وقتی نوجوون بوده، موقع جنگ ویتنام و آمریکا، تلویزیون کشور دائما تصاویر خشن و ترسناکی از جنگ رو نمایش میداده. چیزی شبیه به بدن تیکه تیکه شدۀ بچه های یمن و فلسطین. ساداکو و اخبار امروز هم ادامۀ تصاویر جنگ امریکا و ویتنام ان.
القصه! افسانه درنای کاغذی، دیگه ربطی به تاریخ کهن ژاپن نداره و گره خورده به زندگی تلخ یک دختربچۀ دوساله که 10 تلاش میکنه برای زنده موندن و نهایتا میمیره. حالا ماییم و افسانه ای که امتحان شد و جواب نداد.
ساداکو، برگرفته از زندگی واقعی ساداکو ساساکی، دختری ژاپنیه که طی جنگ جهانی دوم و حمله اتمی ارتش ایالات متحده به هیروشیما، زنده می مونه، اما بعدا به خاطر تشعشعات رادیواکتیوی که در معرضشون قرار گرفته بوده، به سرطان مبتلا میشه و نویسنده، دوران بستری شدن و چگونگی تلاش ساداکو و اطرافیانش رو برای مبارزه با بیماری و زنده نگه داشتن این دختر روایت میکنه.
کتاب کوتاهه و خب اگر گوگل کنید اسم ساداکو رو، همون چندثانیه اول متوجه میشید که ساداکو نهایتا به دلیل سرطان خون از دنیا رفته.
اما خوانندۀ کتاب، ابتدا این رو نمیدونه و رفته رفته متوجه میشیم که زنده موندن ساداکو، تقریبا محاله. ولی بازم یه عده هستن که میخوان ساداکو رو برای مدت بیشتری با ابزار امید و شادی و اینجور اراجیف زنده نگه دارن.
از جملۀ ابزارها هم، همین قضیۀ هزار درنای کاغذیه.
یه افسانه دارن که میگه اگر یک نفر هزارتا پرندۀ درنا رو با کاغذ و هنر اریگامی درست کنه، به ارزوش میرسه. و چه چیزی بهتر و سرگرم کننده تر و امیدوار نگه دارنده تر از هزارتا اوریگامی وقت گیر، برای دختری که احتمال برآورده شدن آرزوش نزدیک به صفره؟
ساداکو شروع میکنه به درست کردن درناهای کاغذی. اما فقط گمونم 600 یا 650 تا درنا رو درست میکنه و نهایتا در 12 سالگی، از دنیا میره.
دوستان ساداکو، بهش کمک میکنن و براش درنا میسازن و تعداد درنا ها رو بالاخره به هزار میرسونن. اما ساداکو آرزوش هیچوقت برآورده نمیشه.
به همین دردناکی. کتاب در ستایش چیه؟ امید و تلاش؟ پس مجسمه آزادی و آتش برخاسته از سیاست های خبیثانۀ آمریکای جهانخوار روی جلد چه میکنه؟! این برمیگرده به ایدئولوژی متولیان فرهنگ ایران در دهه های اول و دوم انقلاب اسلامی. آشنا کردن کودکان با خباثت امریکا از طریق تعریف کردن داستان های واقعی ولی بسیار دردناک.
مادرم میگه وقتی نوجوون بوده، موقع جنگ ویتنام و آمریکا، تلویزیون کشور دائما تصاویر خشن و ترسناکی از جنگ رو نمایش میداده. چیزی شبیه به بدن تیکه تیکه شدۀ بچه های یمن و فلسطین. ساداکو و اخبار امروز هم ادامۀ تصاویر جنگ امریکا و ویتنام ان.
القصه! افسانه درنای کاغذی، دیگه ربطی به تاریخ کهن ژاپن نداره و گره خورده به زندگی تلخ یک دختربچۀ دوساله که 10 تلاش میکنه برای زنده موندن و نهایتا میمیره. حالا ماییم و افسانه ای که امتحان شد و جواب نداد.
September 24, 2025
امید و تلاش برای بهبودی و در نهایت پذیرش مرگ در بچهای ۱۲ ساله، که از بازماندگان فاجعه هیروشیما بود.
به نظرم انچنان تلخ و تاثیر گذار نبود.
به نظرم انچنان تلخ و تاثیر گذار نبود.
March 9, 2011
This book is the best I have ever read.It is about a girl named Sadako who had got a disease called Leukemia. People caught Leukemia after the atom bomb had blasted in Japan and people had died from it. And many year later out of no where Sadako caught it and she had to be hospitalized for many months. Sadako was very upset because she had gotten a chance to run a race for school and now she can't even participate because of her weakness.Her friend told her that if she makes one thousand paper cranes god can give her another chance and cure her. Sadako made one thousand paper cranes all the time she had to spare.But after all that she had suffered she had died. Now if you go to Japan you can find a statue of Sadako at the Hiroshima Peace Park if you don't believe me then read the book and the end of the book you will find a paragraph that clearly states that Eleanor Coerr had seen it herself. I hope you will read the book and love it as much as I do.
April 11, 2023
This is a book I read as a child and I spent the last couple of months trying to remember the title and finding the book to buy on eBay.
It was a short but touching story. One I think all kids should read.
It was a short but touching story. One I think all kids should read.
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