I was 3ish year old at that time, playing with twigs in the sand I have no recollection of this, but both my mum and dad were there... this is what they say happened. I was playing with twigs, imagining them to be planes and I said "two planes come from opposite and crash" and threw the twigs up in the air. You know, simple child stuff. We all have crashed planes in our imaginary play-time when we were kids. Nothing alarming about that. BUT, half an hour later the village skyline went too bright suddenly. People rushed out of their homes to see what had happened. A few kilometers away, a plane had crashed, now engulfed in flames. Many people died.