Can you imagine it? No, I mean seriously, can you imagine it with your eyes closed in a dark room when you’re all alone – what it might feel like to wander down a street with not an item of clothing to your name, the stench of rotting bodies all around you – everything you’ve ever known and loved, crushed under tons of detritus. Can you imagine hearing someone you love trapped under rubble, gasping for help and waiting… waiting for help until the voice gets quieter and quieter until it is no more? Would your kids have survived? If they got sick how would you protect them?
I can’t. I can’t imagine that sort of horrific chaos because I’m a seriously lucky individual and hopefully will never have to go through that. Humanity made me remember what I have to be thankful for and there’s no price you can put on that. Well… maybe the price of a family Chinese takeaway and a half-way dacent bottle of wine – if you’re one of the lucky ones, maybe you have more to give, maybe less. Sometimes money is too precious to be drunk.
Anyway, here’s a link to an easy way to help Haiti:
This is a simple idea set up by English Mum, a multiplebloggereffort to fund Shelterboxes. Shelterboxes are basically containers full of basic survival equipment… tents, blankets, tool kits, stoves, colouring books, kitchen utensils etc… but they don’t come cheaply. Each costs about £500, but there is an undying dedication to send at least one box over. When I clicked the link early this morning, the site had raised £240. I clicked it again just a second ago, and found the number has amazingly jumped to £1,650!
A heartbreaking interview with a bloke who voices his frustrations at being able to hear his girlfriend and several other women screaming beneath a pile of college debris. It doesn’t have a happy ending…