Boom baby, the snowboarders school somehow got over the amount they needed from our backpackers staff, a few base staff that were in the room, and some random others. How? How did that happen? In 15 minutes, they got every penny and more? This is why I believe. It is one reason of many, but I believe in a God that provides. Amazing.
Next story. Yesterday, eleven of us headed to Christchurch to do whatever we could to help with the cleanup of Christchurch. The fellas were so pumped to get there hands dirty and put there huge muscles to work. We girls were excited too, we just don't have huge muscles.
Here is what I can describe of the disaster. Many subdivisions were somehow allowed to be built on sand/silt. Everyone knows the phrase about not building a house on sand, welcome to Christchurch. The odd thing about this is most of these houses are the upper class. In many of my studies in college we learned about the poor being the ones targeted for this kind of thing. Mainly because if something did go wrong they can't do much about it (watch Erin Brockovich).
We saw houses barried under a foot of sand, and we spent yesterday digging them out. I'm pretty sure sewage pipes were damaged (I only know that from the horrible smell). Water was out. These houses are ruined. A house is not livable when part of there foundation goes up and the other down and is cracked in half. What are these people supposed to do? The economy sucks and now they have to somehow deal with this.
Natural phenomenon's (Earthquakes, tornados, hurricanes, etc.) take what men build and play with it like a toy. I learned you should never feel untouchable and safe. Tomorrow there could be a 30 second long Earthquake that can tear your life into crazy. Still, we can be thankful that no one died.
That is enough for now, time for some tea and breakfast.
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