roads were gone..
..streets were filled with massive flood..
.. a month's rainfall that fell in just nine hours..
..for most of us,it was indeed a plight.
Inexplicably,these scenes were taken in real life.Much like from a movie that everyone hoped and wished someone from above will shout CUT,and it's all over,but sadly there was none,no one.
much has been posted,disseminated and communicated about this particular ordeal that hit our country.the aftermath are all heart-wrenching.it left a permanent mark in the heart and mind of every Filipino.
i had a shift the night Ondoy,(Ketsana,as the international name) initially hit Central part of Luzon.that was Friday shift but since my time was 3am it was then technically Saturday morning.I woke up around 1am and noticed that yes,heavy rain was pouring.I thought it was just like any other typhoons we had but when i started walking down our street and waited for a cab, i started to feel something unusual.Our workplace happens to be located at the top floor of Market!Market! and it was usual to hear it when it's raining.I admit,suceeding hours passed by ordinarily inside our office until it was around 11am.I started receiving texts from my family how flooded our area was,same thing with other officemates how had left earlier than my time.I texted my stepdad and asked if he can possibly fetch me for a more convenient travel time however he responded that he wasn't able to drive in the first place due to such deluge in most areas in Pasig.I wasn't thinking of a much worse scenario until my officemates and I decided to try going home,and there it was.stranded people,and we were one of them.with that scenario,i wasn't really sure if i'll be able to get home that day.it was really a good thing that one of the team captains offered help.he drove us until we reached Pasig Church.roads were indeed covered by flood,people were scattered everywhere and traffic didn't lose its place.i was out of work at 12noon that day and yes,fortunately,given that scenario i was still able to get home just four hours after.we had no service,no internet connection and no access to network.that was NOTHING,indeed nothing compared to the traumatic experiences that most Filipinos in Marikina and Cainta had.I, my family were still lucky but still,i fret.The aftermath is really hideous.no one was exempted.
That was not enough for me to know how hard most of the Filipinos had suffered.I just heard stories being told but i still wanted to see it with my own two eyes.And that was granted when I watched The Correspondents that Tuesday night.Every video clip was really sickening most especially when i saw the video of the bedraggled kids.I honestly felt like crying.Admittedly,i started to fear that doomsday do exist.But i still hope it doesn't.
As of September 30th,number of death rised to 246 as Pepeng,(Parma,as the international name)nears our area of responsibility.We haven't been through yet but two other typhoons are making its way to us.Worst,the said figures are still expected to go up most especially when the SEARCH and RESCUE operation ended up to be SEARCH and RETRIEVAL only.Rescue operation were deployed but for some it was already late.It was such a pathetic scene and very much ungodly but surprisingly,the idea of quitting didn't occur to these people.
"Get in line!" - barked at the hungry hordes.
With the relief operation being conducted by the two largest network in our country we are starting to recuperate.It was great that a lot of us practiced volunteerism this time.Tiring though but the beatific smile on the victims face is enough to feel that it's indeed fulfilling and brought real happiness we ever known.
That must be a wake up call from our mother nature that we need to keep in mind.It was such a nightmare.traumatic that we almost felt like we were hapless.But amid the chaos of the flood disaster,we,very Filipino will rise and start all over again.
much has been posted,disseminated and communicated about this particular ordeal that hit our country.the aftermath are all heart-wrenching.it left a permanent mark in the heart and mind of every Filipino.
i had a shift the night Ondoy,(Ketsana,as the international name) initially hit Central part of Luzon.that was Friday shift but since my time was 3am it was then technically Saturday morning.I woke up around 1am and noticed that yes,heavy rain was pouring.I thought it was just like any other typhoons we had but when i started walking down our street and waited for a cab, i started to feel something unusual.Our workplace happens to be located at the top floor of Market!Market! and it was usual to hear it when it's raining.I admit,suceeding hours passed by ordinarily inside our office until it was around 11am.I started receiving texts from my family how flooded our area was,same thing with other officemates how had left earlier than my time.I texted my stepdad and asked if he can possibly fetch me for a more convenient travel time however he responded that he wasn't able to drive in the first place due to such deluge in most areas in Pasig.I wasn't thinking of a much worse scenario until my officemates and I decided to try going home,and there it was.stranded people,and we were one of them.with that scenario,i wasn't really sure if i'll be able to get home that day.it was really a good thing that one of the team captains offered help.he drove us until we reached Pasig Church.roads were indeed covered by flood,people were scattered everywhere and traffic didn't lose its place.i was out of work at 12noon that day and yes,fortunately,given that scenario i was still able to get home just four hours after.we had no service,no internet connection and no access to network.that was NOTHING,indeed nothing compared to the traumatic experiences that most Filipinos in Marikina and Cainta had.I, my family were still lucky but still,i fret.The aftermath is really hideous.no one was exempted.
That was not enough for me to know how hard most of the Filipinos had suffered.I just heard stories being told but i still wanted to see it with my own two eyes.And that was granted when I watched The Correspondents that Tuesday night.Every video clip was really sickening most especially when i saw the video of the bedraggled kids.I honestly felt like crying.Admittedly,i started to fear that doomsday do exist.But i still hope it doesn't.
As of September 30th,number of death rised to 246 as Pepeng,(Parma,as the international name)nears our area of responsibility.We haven't been through yet but two other typhoons are making its way to us.Worst,the said figures are still expected to go up most especially when the SEARCH and RESCUE operation ended up to be SEARCH and RETRIEVAL only.Rescue operation were deployed but for some it was already late.It was such a pathetic scene and very much ungodly but surprisingly,the idea of quitting didn't occur to these people.
"Get in line!" - barked at the hungry hordes.
With the relief operation being conducted by the two largest network in our country we are starting to recuperate.It was great that a lot of us practiced volunteerism this time.Tiring though but the beatific smile on the victims face is enough to feel that it's indeed fulfilling and brought real happiness we ever known.
That must be a wake up call from our mother nature that we need to keep in mind.It was such a nightmare.traumatic that we almost felt like we were hapless.But amid the chaos of the flood disaster,we,very Filipino will rise and start all over again.
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