I hated my prof for not giving us a free cut when the rain was hammering the whole of metro manila. And my brother's cello teacher said that he still has a recital practice and class that day. So I went to class, was super annoyed that my prof was late and she said that she's sorry for making us stay and wait, she didn't know that it would be like that hard. We went on with the discussion until 12nn, dad had to walk from Mcdo Katips to Ateneo to fetch me because the flood in some parts of Katipunan was waist deep.
While walking near Gate 2.5, I just had to stop and take pictures of the road. I never thought Katipunan would be flooded like that. It was scary and amazing at the same time. It dawned onto me like I was seeing a scene from a disaster movie, and the exciting and sad part of it is I am in that movie. Here's the pictures I took using my phone:
When I got to Mcdo, I was super happy that my family stayed and waited for me. And I was super happy that daddy was able to fetch me :) Yey to daddy my hero!:D
After eating lunch, we decided to go home. But the cars were parked like crazy in front of Mcdo.
Daddy the hero was able to wiggle the van's way out of the messily parked cars. (the picture above was taken when we were out of the parking) The streets were empty. I know this will sound weird but I was really amazed by it. It really felt surreal. I AM IN A DISASTER MOVIE was all I was thinking as we were on the road.
Daddy had to look for roads that are not flooded to get home quickly. We passed by Floodway and the water was high, near the bridge already and the current was very fast. The people were on the streets and bridge looking at the water. I believe they were as bewildered as I was.
After an hour or so of traversing in the typhoon, we got home safe. Some of my YFC friends had been texting that they were stranded in some parts of Pasig because of the rain, while others were stuck in their homes.
We didn't have any electricity for almost a day. The electricity went out at around 3pm last saturday and was back on last sunday around noon.
My brother was in Baguio when all of these happened. He came home last Sunday, 27 September 2009 evening. He said he had to walk from Pasig Rotonda to Mercedes Street, took a truck (the driver told him to get on the truck) until the main gate of our village, and walk for about 15-20 mins to get to our house. He said that the water in main gate was waist deep.
Until now, the flood in our village has not subsided.
I really wish the flood would go away so that I can go to any relief center and volunteer.
Many people lost everything because of the typhoon, worse many people died. I have friends who lost everything-clothes, books, appliances, etc. I wish I can be a superhero :) for them, to give them what they need, but all I can do for now are my prayers.
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