That experience left a mark in the minds of the residents in the area. Others cannot get over the terror it brought to the populace that every time there is heavy rainfall particularly at night everyone is on alert. Some may say that I was lucky for I was in the province at the time of the unforeseen disaster but truth was, psychologically I was more scared stiff watching the events on television. I was so apprehensive of my youngest son who was the only one left at home at the time. My eldest son left early morning for work and the 2nd one, a daughter was out of town attending a friend’s wedding. Luckily both were on safe grounds. Flood at our place started at about past eight in the morning. Our last contact with my son was before noon and he told us that water was almost shoulder deep outside the house and is rising very rapidly. Water seems to be rushing in from all directions according to him. An hour after noontime, my two children and I who were only communicating through cell phones totally lost contact with him. I was already in a panicky situation as there is no one to ask assistance. Everyone I know who live near our home could not be reach by any means of communication. The events shown on television only scared me more.
It was already 12noon of the following day when my eldest son was able to reach our place taking odd means of transportations and walking along muddy streets as regular transport services were mostly not available. I was truly relieved when he called and told me that his brother is safe. Although it was very depressing that the whole house was in total disarray and everything inside were either partially or totally damaged but we were still very grateful that my son is safe and suffered no injury. The next challenge was cleaning. It focused on disposing and removing evidences of all debris the flood had brought. It took almost two weeks to partially restore the place to a “comfortable/ liveable condition” again. Everything from clothes to house hold utensils, furniture and appliances had been damaged and it’s like starting from scratch again. That was a very harrowing experience for the whole family and also to every resident of the place.
Now, barely a month before the 3rd year
commemoration of Ondoy flood, we are again experiencing heavy rains for the
past days. This time there is no typhoon
but rains are brought in by Southwest
Monsoon referred to locally as “Hanging
Habagat” which is normally an aftermath of a typhoon. This continuous
moderate to heavy rains set off overflowing of the creek near the subdivision
where we live. For the past three days
this water overflow had encroached into the streets resulting to a two to three
feet flood and managed to creep into some homes. Out of fear, we padlocked our place on the 2nd
day of street flooding and decided to stay (until the rain pour stopped
completely) in my eldest son’s (now married) place which is completely flood free. Through phone communications with a neighbour
we expect that though flood level is far below that of Ondoy, still we have a
lot of cleaning and maybe some repairs to immediately attend to once we get
back.
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