A Rain to Remember
On September 26, 2009, the
Philippines has experienced one of the greatest calamities to ever happen. It
was the typhoon most known as Ondoy. I was eight years old at that time, watching
cartoons in our living room when it hit our place. At first, it was just
like normal rain, which seemed harmless. Suddenly, it rained harder, and water
slowly seeped into our house. It went in our living room, it went in our
bedrooms, and it went in our bathroom through the drainage. It was shocking to
see this for the first time, since I had no experience in major floods. My
family then started to get ready to evacuate. My father was the one who stacked
our furniture on top of each other, while my mother placed our valuables on
higher places so that they will not be reached by the flood. Me and my siblings
helped our parents and also fixed our things so they would not be reached by
the flood. By the time that we were done, the water was already calf-deep in
our house.
My family went outside to get to
higher ground and thankfully, there is an elevated part along our street. On
the streets, the flood was waist-deep. We come to an intersection which
separated our part of the street to the higher one and see that there is a
strong current because of the flood. The only thing that I can remember being
pulled by the current, though, is a rescue boat with men wearing bright orange
life vests. It was hard crossing, considering my family of five and my mother
being pregnant, but thank God, we survived and no one was taken away by the
current.
On the other part of the street,
we go to a family friend’s house and stay there for the night. As time passed,
other people from our street have joined our company and chose to stay here.
The owners of the house were very kind and generous in serving their dinner to
us, and all was well while we stayed there.
When the morning came, the
weather was as if nothing happened. The sun was out shining, and the sky was
clear; The flood has gone back to the rivers, and the streets are left with
debris from the flood. After we ate breakfast in the house, we got ready to go
back home, thanked the owners for their cordiality, and returned to our house.
Here's a news clip of the typhoon:
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