It rained the past couple of days, and to tell you honestly, I feel like I’ve developed this trauma towards flood. After my experience with typhoon Pedring last year, a month before my birthday last year, I get this dreadful feeling whenever it rains. I know, it’s been really hot here in the Philippines lately, but the sound of rain heavily falling down on our roof scares me.
Some may say I’m too affected or I’m over-reacting towards the flood that we experienced in Malabon last year. I posted photos of the damages of Pedring to our home and our area here in Malabon last year. I’m well aware our experience wasn’t the worst, but it was still traumatic for me.
Here’s a photo of the flood inside our home:
If you look at that photo, you’d think the flood in our area was just a few inches above our feet. But, if you’ve been to our home, you’d know our actual house is elevated by about 3 feet.
This is a photo I took right outside my computer shop, a few hours after the floodwater subsided. This was the time when there was no more flood inside our home:
The floodwater was most probably waist- or shoulder-deep to actually come in and flood our home. I’m so thankful we were safe. But, that feeling of hopelessness will continuoulsy haunt me everytime I see flood or hear heavy rain. 🙁
Ondoy happened in September 2009. Pedring in the same month last year, 2011. And September’s coming in about 120 days. No matter how we prepare for it – putting in neoprene washers, cleaning all the trash out of the drainage and canals around our home, moving the electric outlets a few inches higher, ensuring our important documents are now located at the top of our cabinets, planning on what we could do if in case floodwater will be much higher than during Pedring – nothing can prepare us for it. The only way we can avoid this is to move out of this place here in Malabon.
I know, we can’t really be safe anywhere else, but at least, we won’t be trapped in this very low area of Malabon City, surrounded by rivers, with Manila Bay close by. *sigh*
2012 – the year ‘predicted’ by the Mayans to be the last year of humans on Earth. As much as I want to be a non-believer, I still want to be ready just in case. I hope and pray all that’s not true, and I’d grow much older than 32. I hope to see you all by 2013.
I’m usually an optimist. But, there are times when a hint of negativity hits me. This is just one of those days.