LOSING MY MUM?

A week earlier before she left to Samoa to attend a title name court case bla bla bla we were constantly arguing over her making me change her return flight date over and over again. ”Mum I have to pay money everytime you want to make a change to your flight details!!” She always replied with ”I carried you in my stomach for 9 months” LOL and I replied with ”Well I did not ask you to did I?” LOL But now I was sitting there helpless tears streaming down my face and how I wished I had just gone with her as planned. When I viewed the map of the areas affected, my mum’s village (MUTIATELE,ALEIPATA) was right in the affected area. I wish I had not viewed the map. Still crying I started dialing my uncles cellphone number in Samoa. The longer it rung the harder I cried. Finaly my uncle answered. I asked (trying my best to be strong and sound not worried) if they were all alright. He paused, then said they all were alright. ”Is my mum alright?” I asked this time holding my breath in and letting all my tears flow down no matter if all my eyeliner dripped as well. He paused again and I closed my eyes…

…from Memoirs of Seki

Thursday Mini-Earthquakes

Staff Meeting on Thursday Morning, full of tears.

Samoa is such a small country, that everyone was affected, whether it be an uncle, and aunty, a brother, sister, there was a connection to Aleipata and Manono.

The death toll at this stage is 110.

The team meeting was interupted when the Gov. building started to shake, only for about 5 seconds – the fear of a second Tsunami was still in the air. And our boss did not want to risk it.

The Building was evacuated.

And Gov. Departments (workers who weren’t already out in the field) were told to stay away from the Building.

S.T.A, moved office to the Information Fale on Beach Road.

We had to start locating our Tourists.

Everybody had a task to do – Calling Accomodation Vendors for Donations to be sent to Aleipata, Collecting Arrival Information and contacting Hotels, A Team was sent to the Airport to assist with Tourists being evacuated, our NBC was continuing the clean up, our Information officers were providing help to Tourists still in the country, relocating and booking Tourists into different accomodations, Visiting the Hospital for Injured and Displaced – it was everywhere.. but everyone knew what they had to do.

We finished work at 2am in the morning, some workers falling asleep at desks.

And we still hadn’t even started.

…from screamingtree