Of its 108 pupils, 77 were buried, along with 10 teachers, when water surged over the top of their two-storey building and dumped tonnes of earth on the playground.
That was where the entire group was standing, having followed their well practised response to an earthquake, filing outside and waiting for the danger to pass.
There was a hill 50 yards away, where they would have been safe from a tsunami, but the teachers didn't think a wave could reach two miles inland.
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/wor...eceive-the-dead-bodies-of-their-children.html
This link was already posted last page. I'm just posting it again because it just about broke my heart it half. Not only do I feel so badly for parents that are digging through the mud with their bare hands, looking for something to bury, but what brought tears to my eyes was to think of the teachers. When the earthquake hit, they did exactly what they had drilled for, they headed for the playground. And that part went flawlessly. And all of them but one stayed there, because they didn't know the wave was coming, and to be honest, 30 feet of water 2 miles inland? They have a point, no one could have seen it coming, until it did. And I can only imagine the teacher's last moments when it did. My God, the guilt of those last few seconds. To really think they had done all they could, that they were safe and had gotten everyone out...and then the water came.
Although Mr. Endo likely suffers horrible survivor's guilt and feels that he did next to nothing, I hope he is able to get over that in some measure. He may have only saved one child that day, but in doing so, he saved some parents whole world. I give my thanks to him, but I don't blame the other teachers in the least.