Wednesday, September 09, 2009

I felt the earth move under my feet

On Wednesday, 2 September we were reminded that we lived in a city that sits on the "Ring of fire", when an earthquake struck at 2:55 p.m measuring 7.3 on the Richter scale.
It was quite a scary experience, definitely not one that I would like to experiencing again. Having said that, Marc was in the car on his way back to the office and he didn't feel a thing. He actually said that he was sorry he missed it.

Three of us were sitting at a table, when I thought I felt a light motion (like I was back on the Tambora boat). I asked if it was just me and if anyone else felt something. Rozi actually said that she thinks she may have bumped the table and a second later the light motion turned into serious shaking. We quickly moved outside where we stood for approx. 1 minute, watching the water in a natural rock pool sloshing around. We of course debated what the best course of action during an earthquake would be. We figured that our move was a good one but still hoped that the high outside wall wasn't going to come tumbling down.

After about a min. (it felt a lot longer though), we went back into the house and couldn't believe how the lights above the pool table was swaying heavily. Even more shocking was the swimming pool that looked like a wave poo as the water was rocking from side to side, spilling over the sides. Hard to imagine, I know!

I think our experience was quite tame compared to others. What is really hard to imagine is being on the 30th floor of a swaying building; furniture moving around, windows cracking while 100's of people are trying to make their way down the still swaying stairwell.

The Meteorology, Climatology and Geophysics Agency (BMKG) has reported that the epicenter of the quake was 142 kilometers southwest of Tasikmalaya, West Java, and 30 kilometers below the seabed.(JP/Hans David T).

There were some reports of casualties in the Capital. But, most of the casualties and deaths occurred in two towns in West Java province, near the epicenter.
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In loving memory of my grandmother, Annatjie

In April I did a blog post; in loving memory of my grandmother, Kota. Little did I know that I would be doing another one 5 months later for my grandmother, Annatjie who past away on Monday, 17 August and was laid to rest on Monday, 24 August.

Anna Catarina Susanna (Annatjie) Erasmus will be dearly missed by her 2 son's, 3 daughter's, 11 grandchildren and 9 great-grandchildren that she left behind.

The memory of our dearest Ouma Annatjie will stay with us, always.

I never got to say thank you:

For the many times you helped me out with my home economics, needlework assignments, for eating my Green beans when my mom wasn't looking, for dealing with minor scrapes and bruises and for making it all better.

I will always remember Friday (steak and chips or ravioli and vetkoek) nights. I am yet to taste rusks, chocolate cake or milktart as good as yours.

But mostly I will remember the magic in your touch, the sunshine in your smile and love in everything you did. Hope and courage could be found by just looking in your eyes. Your laughter was a source of joy, your words always warm and wise. There was always real kindness and compassion in your embrace.
Your life was full of loving deeds,
Forever thoughtful of our special needs,
Today and tomorrow, my whole life through,
I will always love and cherish you!