Friday, February 10, 2012

That terrible Monday

That moment when the floor shook, I thought it was fine and would simply go away. But when treble  started to come alongside the tremor, the shaking getting more intense as if the building was going to tear down, that was when I got really scared.

It was a good thing everyone in the office tried to be as calm as possible, even when we could tell from one another's faces how frightened we all were. From the 12th floor of the building, we took the stairs all the way down to the open field where everyone else gathered for safety.

It was a 6.8-magnitude earthquake that struck the city, alongside other parts of Visayas. The town of Guihulngan in Negros Oriental was said to be hit the worst, leaving several casualties and injured people from landslides and ruined infrastructure.

Although earthquakes aren't new to me, this one scared me a lot, it was as if I experienced something freakishly new. The aftershocks, which are said to still be felt for about two weeks, is perhaps the reason why people are still talking mad about what happened that terrible Monday.

Terrible, you can say that again. You wouldn't believe the chaos that happened out there in the streets were actually for real, all because of word that a tsunami was looming, which was a mere hoax all along. People panicked. There was pandemonium almost everywhere.

There is only so much one can do when it comes to preparing oneself in the event of a disaster such as this. You can never be too sure you can even think you know what to do when it happens, as it happens. This I've learned, that terrible Monday.

However difficult it may seem for one to remain as calm as possible, not allowing panic to get the better of you could save you a whole lot than letting it simply run your mind.

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