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Friday, October 02, 2009
on typhoons and reliefs.
This has been a week of recovering for me.
After a traumatizing weekend I had, I'm thankful that this week allowed me to rest and recover.
Typhoon Ondoy hit the Manila last weekend, without allowing the people to prepare for it. It has been raining since Friday, but not as hard that school was suspended. So yeah, I went to attend my morning class on Saturday. Rain wasn't hard on my way to school, but then it was starting to pour so badly. The school suspended the classes at 11am, which was already our dismissal time.
I decided to leave school and go to Alabang where I'll be having a ballet class. I thought that despite the rain, roads and traffic won't be bad and that I can reach the place safe and on time.
But then NOT.
The rain was pouring continuously and it was hard. The road outside our building was starting to get flooded. I wasn't able to ride a jeepney right away, for they already got stuck somewhere. When I was already able to get a ride, I experienced the traffic. Vehicles are getting stuck because the bridge was already flooded. The jeepney had to use some alternative route. On the main road, cars aren't moving already. I was on the bus for around 2 hours, moving only for about a meter. The flood started to become knee high. The people on the bus are getting impatient; all of them went down and decided that maybe there would be other possible way and ride going to Alabang. Afraid of being left alone on the bus, I went with them. We walked through the deep flood, the deepest was about until the thigh. Reaching the other end, there were no more transporatation available anymore. I realized that I'm getting stranded more and more and losing hope that I would reach home that day.
It was still raining. Flood was getting deeper and deeper. Good thing I was still in Vito Cruz, near the house of someone I knew. I decided to go there, to have a place to stay and to have someone with. The flood was already high, and I went through it. I had no other choice.
Thankfully, they allowed me to stay though the first floor of their house was already flooded. (Note: chest deep inside the house and out.) They allowed me to stay for the night. I was able to rest, but I still thought of those other commuters that I walked around with. I prayed for them. I hoped that they were able to find some place and were safe. Until now, I wonder what happened to them and wish that they were able to do what they were supposed to do.
I went back home Sunday afternoon. I waited until the flood wasn't high anymore. I was able to get a ride easily. There wasn't any traffic anymore. But, I can still feel the effects of Ondoy left that day. I felt relieved when I reached home. I felt safe.
I also felt traumatized; I honestly didn't want to go back to Taft. But on the brighter side, I am super thankful. God gave me a plce to stay. God didn't allow me to get stranded on somewhere else. God kept me safe as I was walking and wandering around. He never left me during those times. He provided what I needed. He comforted me. He was just so good.
Sunday night, I was looking for some place to donate and volunteer to help those who were affected by the typhoon. I wanted to return the favor of being helped to others who are in need. Good thing there was in church. On Monday, me and my friends went there to give clothes and goods for donations. On Tuesday, we joined the feeding program and medical mission in an evacutaion center. Seeing their situations, I was saddened. I realized how blessed I was that I didn't get to experience the same thing they do. But, I felt good and glad that I was somehow able to help them.
I really ignored school works this week, wahahahaha. All I wanted to do was to help out. And yeah, I was able to. I still hope that there would be more time to volunteer. There are still more people who are in need and still aren't recovering from the typhoon. They need more help, more prayers.
Another typhoon is on its way. I'm praying that this won't affect us as much as Ondoy did. Prayers are more powerful the strongest typhoons.
8:59 PM
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After a traumatizing weekend I had, I'm thankful that this week allowed me to rest and recover.
Typhoon Ondoy hit the Manila last weekend, without allowing the people to prepare for it. It has been raining since Friday, but not as hard that school was suspended. So yeah, I went to attend my morning class on Saturday. Rain wasn't hard on my way to school, but then it was starting to pour so badly. The school suspended the classes at 11am, which was already our dismissal time.
I decided to leave school and go to Alabang where I'll be having a ballet class. I thought that despite the rain, roads and traffic won't be bad and that I can reach the place safe and on time.
But then NOT.
The rain was pouring continuously and it was hard. The road outside our building was starting to get flooded. I wasn't able to ride a jeepney right away, for they already got stuck somewhere. When I was already able to get a ride, I experienced the traffic. Vehicles are getting stuck because the bridge was already flooded. The jeepney had to use some alternative route. On the main road, cars aren't moving already. I was on the bus for around 2 hours, moving only for about a meter. The flood started to become knee high. The people on the bus are getting impatient; all of them went down and decided that maybe there would be other possible way and ride going to Alabang. Afraid of being left alone on the bus, I went with them. We walked through the deep flood, the deepest was about until the thigh. Reaching the other end, there were no more transporatation available anymore. I realized that I'm getting stranded more and more and losing hope that I would reach home that day.
It was still raining. Flood was getting deeper and deeper. Good thing I was still in Vito Cruz, near the house of someone I knew. I decided to go there, to have a place to stay and to have someone with. The flood was already high, and I went through it. I had no other choice.
Thankfully, they allowed me to stay though the first floor of their house was already flooded. (Note: chest deep inside the house and out.) They allowed me to stay for the night. I was able to rest, but I still thought of those other commuters that I walked around with. I prayed for them. I hoped that they were able to find some place and were safe. Until now, I wonder what happened to them and wish that they were able to do what they were supposed to do.
I went back home Sunday afternoon. I waited until the flood wasn't high anymore. I was able to get a ride easily. There wasn't any traffic anymore. But, I can still feel the effects of Ondoy left that day. I felt relieved when I reached home. I felt safe.
I also felt traumatized; I honestly didn't want to go back to Taft. But on the brighter side, I am super thankful. God gave me a plce to stay. God didn't allow me to get stranded on somewhere else. God kept me safe as I was walking and wandering around. He never left me during those times. He provided what I needed. He comforted me. He was just so good.
Sunday night, I was looking for some place to donate and volunteer to help those who were affected by the typhoon. I wanted to return the favor of being helped to others who are in need. Good thing there was in church. On Monday, me and my friends went there to give clothes and goods for donations. On Tuesday, we joined the feeding program and medical mission in an evacutaion center. Seeing their situations, I was saddened. I realized how blessed I was that I didn't get to experience the same thing they do. But, I felt good and glad that I was somehow able to help them.
I really ignored school works this week, wahahahaha. All I wanted to do was to help out. And yeah, I was able to. I still hope that there would be more time to volunteer. There are still more people who are in need and still aren't recovering from the typhoon. They need more help, more prayers.
Another typhoon is on its way. I'm praying that this won't affect us as much as Ondoy did. Prayers are more powerful the strongest typhoons.