I didn’t knew I was so affected of the flooding in greater Manila until I dreamed of it this morning.
The scene begun when I told my sister I got to go home, thinking that Eeya is there alone and sleeping. Our house is a few blocks away and from where I am, I can see the whole house.
When I got outside, I realized the flood is already knee deep. I looked around, the flood is waist deep. I shouted calling my sister, I told her not to open the windows because the water is past in the middle of it.
My sister went out and together we saw the water coming towards us, it was so quick I didn’t see my sister as we were swept by the coming water and I got a grip on a wooden post beside me hoping for dear life to save me.
The water was gone immediately and then, I saw nothing. everything was wiped out except for the framework of the house and the post where I had gotten hold of. The place was quiet, it looks like a ghost town with next to nothing to see. Then I saw a switch dangling from above. I switched it on, it was working, lighting the frame of the whole house of what is left from flood that washed over. I got on my feet and looked for everyone around. I saw one body of a girl, I do not recognize the face, I gave her a CPR and dear life came back to her. Then I saw another body of a boy and did the same thing, he was revived too. I was getting worried as it gets darker, how will I find those I am looking for? I kept searching and found only flooded stuff of boxes that I gave to the boy for safe keeping.
Then my dream shifted to my niece Tasha. She was playing by the river bank while her mother was a few meters from her. She was watching over her. I was on dry ground when I saw a big snake in the water. I hurriedly took my niece and led her away while telling her mother that I saw a big snake.
Then I wake up.
After Ondoy, shortly after that, came another storm which I forgot what it was called. I was out of the office when it made its landfall. I was too terrified, the rain was as fierce as Ondoy or so I think. I couldn’t find a cab or a jeep to go home. I was shaking from cold and from my growing anxiety and fear. I was on the top of my lungs when I got hold of a friend. Too cold and nervous when they got me. We headed to a gotohan to warm ourselves as I relax while we drove away.
Ondoy has given a great scare of me. I did not experience the flood nor have been in the water, but the effect around has caused me too jumpy and paranoid.
Thinking back of my dream, I felt very selfish saving only my own. I regretted that I was not able to save my daughter nor my sister on my dream. Yet time was not on my hands. I didn’t have a chance to go back home and take my daughter. The same as I didn’t even have the chance to look behind me where my sister is when I saw the water came raging at us. Yet I felt guilty being alive.
I brushed off my worries and guilt and murmur a prayer and went back to sleep.
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