That was a real dragon country. It was night time when the Red Cross truck went to the countryside of Casiguran to distribute dust masks. The almost full moon made banana and coconut leaves silvery… and the gray volcanic ash snow-white.
Every barrio that we passed, we gave out boxes of masks. The air was thick with ashes and smelled of rotten eggs or burning tires. Sulfur.
Most farming villages were advised to get ready for evacuation anytime. That means packing up personal essentials, chickens, and pigs.
Schools outside the 4-kilometer radius automatically prepared to receive evacuees should the need arise. Back in the Red Cross Headquarters, we packed rice, canned sardines, and instant noodles for distribution.
Jul 10, 2006, 02:25AM PDT | 0 comments
This week I will be receiving that five-hectare farm in my name. For the moment I do not know what to do with it. Maybe throw out vegie seeds all around and make them grow wherever they like, for as long as they like. There, that’s organic farming made easy. I’m planning to obtain a trailer. Not for myself, but for books, documents, odds and ends, the laptop, the telephone. It’s healthier to sleep in a native hut. I’m gonna be Queen of the Jungle!!! But I have to leave for Nevada soon. :(
May 25, 2006, 03:54AM PDT | 1 cheer | 1 comment
Alright, all that practice to time rescue breathing perfectly (exactly 60 seconds) has made my mouth sore. Pumping dummy chests for CPR made the heels of my palms black and blue. Enough for the day.
May 25, 2006, 03:46AM PDT | 0 comments
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