Sadako is just eleven when she is admitted to the Hiroshima Red Cross Hospital with leukemia. Frightened and alone for the first time in her life, Sadako begins her long stay in the hospital. As Sadako’s condition worsens, her hope is challenged again and again. Though her physical strength wanes, her desire to meet her goal of folding one thousand paper cranes keeps her going and provides her friends and family with a tangible means of showing Sadako all the support they can as she wrestles with a very serious illness. Although Sadako’s leukemia proves fatal, she inspires those around her to hope more radically, persevere in the face of adversity, and find strength in unexpected places. Through Sadako, Coerr suggests that while such demonstrations of hope, strength, and perseverance may not guarantee survival, they can have a profound impact on the lives of anyone who witnesses them.
Sadako’s family members are her greatest supporters. When Sadako is healthy, they encourage her to chase her dreams of being a runner and urge her to push through the fear and nervousness she feels during her big races at school. When Sadako becomes ill, her mother sits by her bedside almost daily to offer her comfort, share stories, and bring her her favorite foods, while her brother Masahiro takes it upon himself to hang from the ceiling each and every paper crane Sadako folds. He does this until he has helped her to create a flock of beautiful birds which then become their own symbol of support, solidarity, and the rewards of perseverance. Sadako’s goal of folding cranes in hopes of securing her own health ultimately brings light, hope, and comfort into the lives of her parents and her siblings, who are themselves struggling to persevere and keep faith in the face of their beloved Sadako’s debilitating illness.
Nurse Yasunaga is a constant support to Sadako as she struggles with the physical difficulties of her illness—including pain, disorientation, and countless tests, transfusions, and treatments meant to combat or slow the spread of Sadako’s leukemia. Nurse Yasunaga remains positive in the face of pain and employs unconventional methods of support. She supports Sadako practically as well as emotionally, bringing her medicine packages to use as paper for more cranes and encouraging her to fight against her illness but not to let herself become embittered or paralyzed by her fear of death. Nurse Yasunaga, a woman with a difficult job, is herself reminded of the strength of the human spirit as she watches Sadako, day in and day out, fold cranes in the face of an often fatal disease.
Sadako’s story, in real life, has inspired countless children and adults to invest in their hopes and to persevere in the face of insurmountable odds and unspeakable tragedy. Sadako’s commitment to folding paper cranes is symbolic of the eternal human struggle to press on in the face of doubt, fear, illness, and the threat of pain or death, even when there is no guarantee of a reward. Sadako’s perseverance speaks to the resilience of the human spirit and the triumph of hope and love over fear and isolation.
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Hope, Strength, and Perseverance Quotes in Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes
Sadako was born to be a runner. Her mother always said that Sadako had learned to run before she could walk. One morning in August 1954 Sadako ran outside into the street as soon as she was dressed. The morning sun of Japan touched brown highlights in her dark hair. There was not a speck of cloud in the blue sky. It was a good sign. Sadako was always on the lookout for good luck signs.
Rushing like a whirlwind into the kitchen, Sadako cried, “Oh, Mother! I can hardly wait to go to the carnival. Can we please hurry with breakfast?”
Her mother was busily slicing pickled radishes to serve with the rice and soup. She looked sternly at Sadako. “You are eleven years old and should know better,” she scolded. You must not call it a carnival. Every year on August sixth we remember those who died when the atom bomb was dropped on our city. It is a memorial day.”
It was the beginning of autumn when Sadako rushed home with the good news. She kicked off her shoes and threw open the door with a bang. “I’m home!” she called.
Her mother was fixing supper in the kitchen.
“The most wonderful thing has happened! Guess what!”
“Many wonderful things happen to you, Sadako. I can’t even guess.”
“The big race on Field Day!” Sadako said. “I’ve been chosen from the bamboo class to be on the relay team.” She danced around the room, swinging her school bag. “Just think. If we win, I’ll be sure to get on the team in junior high school next year.” That was what Sadako wanted more than anything else.
At the signal to start, Sadako forgot everything but the race. When it was her turn, she ran with all the strength she had. Sadako’s heart was still thumping painfully against her ribs when the race was over. It was then that she first felt strange and dizzy. She scarcely heard someone cry, “Your team won!” The class surrounded Sadako, cheering and shouting. She shook her head a few times and the dizziness went away.
That afternoon Chizuko was Sadako’s first visitor. She smiled mysteriously as she held something behind her back. “Shut your eyes,” she said. While Sadako squinted her eyes shut, Chizuko put some pieces of paper and scissors on the bed. “Now you can look,” she said.
“What is it?” Sadako asked.
Chizuko was pleased with herself. “I’ve figured out a way for you to get well,” she said proudly. “Watch!” She cut a piece of gold paper into a large square. In a short time she had folded it over and over into a beautiful crane.
Sadako was puzzled. “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.”
Sadako’s eyes filled with tears. Sadako took the golden crane and made a wish. The funniest little feeling came over her when she touched the bird. It must be a good omen.
Everyone saved paper for Sadako’s good luck cranes. Chizuko brought colored paper from class. Father saved every scrap from the barbershop. Even Nurse Yasunaga gave Sadako the wrappings from packages of medicine. And Masahiro hung every one of the birds, as he had promised.
Sadako was feeling especially tired one day when Nurse Yasunaga wheeled her out onto the porch for some sunshine. There Sadako saw Kenji for the first time. He was nine and small for his age.
“Hello!” she said. “I’m Sadako.”
Kenji answered in a low, soft voice. Soon the two were talking like old friends Kenji had been in the hospital for a long time, but he had few visitors. His parents were dead and he had been living with an aunt in a nearby town.
“She’s so old that she only comes to see me only once a week,” Kenji said. “I read most of the time.”
Sadako turned away at the sad look on Kenji’s face.
“It doesn’t really matter,” he went on, “because I’ll die soon. I have leukemia from the bomb.”
“You can’t have leukemia,” Sadako said. “You weren’t even born then.”
“That isn’t important,” Kenji said. “The poison was in my mother’s body and I got it from her.”
Sadako wanted to comfort him, but she didn’t know what to say. Then she remembered the cranes. “You can make paper cranes like I do,” she said, “so that a miracle can happen.”
“I know about the cranes, but it’s too late. Even the gods can’t help me now.”
One day Kenji didn’t appear on the porch. Late that night Sadako heard the rumble of a bed being rolled down the hall. Nurse Yasunaga came in to tell her that Kenji had died. Sadako turned to the wall and let the tears come. After a while she felt the nurse’s hand on her shoulder. When Sadako finally stopped sobbing, she looked out [the window] at the moonlit sky.
“Do you think Kenji is up there on a star island?”
“Wherever he is, I’m sure that he is happy now,” the nurse said. “He has shed that tired, sick body and his spirit is free.”
Mrs. Sasaki was worried Sadako didn’t eat enough. One evening she brought a surprise wrapped in a bundle. It contained all of Sadako’s favorite foods—an egg roll, chicken and rice, pickled plums, and bean cakes. Sadako propped herself up and tried to eat. But it was no use. Her swollen gums hurt so much that she couldn’t chew. Finally, Sadako pushed the good things away. Her mother’s eyes were bright as if she were going to cry.
“I’m such a turtle!” Sadako burst out. She was angry with herself for making her mother sad. She also knew that the Sasaki family had no extra money for expensive food. Tear stung Sadako’s eyes and she quickly brushed them away.
Masahiro dug into his pocket and pulled out a crumpled piece of silver paper. “Here,” he said, giving it to [Sadako.] “Eiji said this is for another crane.” Sadako sniffed the paper. “It smells like candy,” she said. “I hope the gods like chocolate.”
[Sadako, Masahiro, and their mother] burst out laughing. It was the first time Sadako had laughed in days. It was a good sign. Perhaps the golden crane’s magic was beginning to work. She smoothed out the paper and folded a bird.
Five hundred and forty one…
But she was too tired to make more. Sadako stretched out on the bed and closed her eyes. As Mrs. Sasaki tiptoed out of the room, she whispered a poem she used to say when Sadako was little:
“O flock of heavenly cranes
Cover my child with your wings.”
Near the end of July it was warm and sunny. Sadako seemed to be getting better. “I’m over halfway to one thousand cranes,” she told Masahiro, “so something good is going to happen.” And it did. Her appetite came back and much of the pain went away. Dr. Numata was pleased with her progress and told Sadako she could go home for a visit. That night Sadako was so excited she couldn’t sleep. To keep the magic working she made more cranes.
Six hundred and twenty one.
Six hundred and twenty two…
Dr. Numata gave Sadako blood transfusions or shots almost every day. “I know it hurts,” he said, “but we must keep on trying.” Sadako nodded. She never complained about the shots and almost constant pain. A bigger pain was growing deep inside her. It was the fear of dying. She had to fight it as well as the disease. The golden crane helped. It reminded Sadako that there was always hope.
The leaves on the maple tree were turning rust and gold when the family came for one last visit. Eiji handed Sadako a big box wrapped in gold paper and tied with a red ribbon. Slowly Sadako opened it. Inside was something her mother had always wanted for her—a silk kimono with cherry blossoms on it. Sadako felt hot tears blur her eyes.
"Why did you do it?" she asked, touching the soft cloth. "I'll never be able to wear it and silk costs so much money."
"Sadako chan," her father said gently, "your mother stayed up late last night to finish sewing it. Try it on for her."
With a great effort Sadako lifted herself out of bed. Mrs. Sasaki helped her put on the kimono and tie the sash. Sadako was glad her swollen legs didn't show.
As Sadako grew weaker, she thought more about death. Would she live on a heavenly mountain? Did it hurt to die? Or was it like falling asleep?
If only I could forget about it, Sadako thought. But it was like trying to stop the rain from falling. As soon as she concentrated on something else, death crept back into her mind.
Already lights were dancing behind her eyes. Sadako slid a thin, trembling hand over to touch the golden crane. Life was slipping away from her, but the crane made Sadako feel stronger inside.
She looked at her flock hanging from the ceiling. As she watched, a light autumn breeze made the birds rustle and sway. They seemed to be alive and flying out through the open window.
How beautiful and free they were! Sadako sighed and closed her eyes.
She never woke up.