09-29-2009, 12:30 AM
I salute all those who have given their time, effort and LIVES, to help and save those who've really been hit hard by Ondoy.
I'm safe, and I'm glad to see mostly everyone is too. I'm currently in Project 4, QC, because as of yesterday the basin of Marikina/Pasig/Cainta/Lower Antipolo was still filled with water.
During Saturday, the height of the water in our village reached higher than 7 feet, I'd say. Inside of the house reached waist deep, and like Twin our 2 refs were floating quite merrily inside the living roof. It was like I was in the flooded hold of a pirate ship, darkness included.
Good thing though is that we were able to get most of our stuff on the first floor, up on the second. Bad thing is we couldn't bring up many of our other kitchen appliances, and all our cars. They're now waiting to be towed to the mechanic me and my dad know so that they can start to be fixed.
During the storm, I was trying to keep in close contact with Ice, but it was hard as she had to turn her phone off periodically to save the batteries. Their first floor was already submerged when the water in our village was still just knee deep, and rain wasn't stopping in the afternoon, so I had a real cause for concern. Also, in our house we were regularly checking on the water levels, because if worse came to worst we really had to evacuate to the roof. Good thing it didn't happen. But honestly, I don't think I've prayed harder in my life.
There were 10 people and our dog in our house that night: me, my cousin who lives in Laguna but stays with us during schooldays, my 2 sisters, our 2 househelp, the young daughter of our neighbor and her yaya who were entrusted to us by her parents (they only had a one-story house), our dog Cloey, and 2 of my friends who spent the night after we went out on Friday, but were stuck in my house because of the rains.
I realized after getting connected and back online that what I went through was already better off than what many others experienced. One of my friends who stayed the night was calling his family periodically, at one point he was already panicking since the water inside their house had already almost filled the first floor, and their second floor had no exit to the roof. My other friend had it even worse: his house was in Provident, Marikina, the subdivision that's really being heard these days. His brother and their househelp were the only two people in the house that night, good thing they had a neighbor who had a house with more than one story, because even standing on their own roof the water was ankle/knee-deep already. In pitch-black darkness.
I guess I'll end this post with a repost of my other friend who also lives in Provident. It's a haunting read, but I think it perfectly encapsulates the emotions many of us went through:
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!
I'm safe, and I'm glad to see mostly everyone is too. I'm currently in Project 4, QC, because as of yesterday the basin of Marikina/Pasig/Cainta/Lower Antipolo was still filled with water.
During Saturday, the height of the water in our village reached higher than 7 feet, I'd say. Inside of the house reached waist deep, and like Twin our 2 refs were floating quite merrily inside the living roof. It was like I was in the flooded hold of a pirate ship, darkness included.
Good thing though is that we were able to get most of our stuff on the first floor, up on the second. Bad thing is we couldn't bring up many of our other kitchen appliances, and all our cars. They're now waiting to be towed to the mechanic me and my dad know so that they can start to be fixed.
During the storm, I was trying to keep in close contact with Ice, but it was hard as she had to turn her phone off periodically to save the batteries. Their first floor was already submerged when the water in our village was still just knee deep, and rain wasn't stopping in the afternoon, so I had a real cause for concern. Also, in our house we were regularly checking on the water levels, because if worse came to worst we really had to evacuate to the roof. Good thing it didn't happen. But honestly, I don't think I've prayed harder in my life.
There were 10 people and our dog in our house that night: me, my cousin who lives in Laguna but stays with us during schooldays, my 2 sisters, our 2 househelp, the young daughter of our neighbor and her yaya who were entrusted to us by her parents (they only had a one-story house), our dog Cloey, and 2 of my friends who spent the night after we went out on Friday, but were stuck in my house because of the rains.
I realized after getting connected and back online that what I went through was already better off than what many others experienced. One of my friends who stayed the night was calling his family periodically, at one point he was already panicking since the water inside their house had already almost filled the first floor, and their second floor had no exit to the roof. My other friend had it even worse: his house was in Provident, Marikina, the subdivision that's really being heard these days. His brother and their househelp were the only two people in the house that night, good thing they had a neighbor who had a house with more than one story, because even standing on their own roof the water was ankle/knee-deep already. In pitch-black darkness.
I guess I'll end this post with a repost of my other friend who also lives in Provident. It's a haunting read, but I think it perfectly encapsulates the emotions many of us went through:
What doesn't kill you makes you stronger!
"Let's fight... like gentlemen." - Dudley, SF3
