I wanted to share a story.
Wednesday night, 8 Feb it rained. It was the most significant rain we have had since I arrived in December, beginning around dusk and escalating to a downpour around 7:00pm. The All Hands volunteers had concluded their day of work, they had showered after the toils of the day, and the nightly meeting had been conducted as dinner was finished. The rain was so hard and prolonged that it was difficult to speak over. A core group of volunteers and staff made their way the 300 meters from our base to the “tent city” where the Typhoon Sendong survivors are located in order to assess the conditions caused by the downpour. The lead team found flooded tents and families scrambling to create makeshift drainage canals. One of the team came back to announce “the tents are flooding and we need to help.”
It was beautiful to witness. The All Hands volunteers who had worked all day, showered, were enjoying dinner, and their evening – stood up and donned their wellies and muddy clothes, grabbed their headlamps and a shovel and walked to the “tent city.” We spent the next 2.5 hours routing puddled water, clearing plugged canals, and working with the families to create much needed drainage around the tents that are now “home” for the Sendong survivors . From the All Hands volunteers there was no hesitation, no whining, no “but, I finished my work for the day.” A need was present, we were able and had the tools, and we went to work to address the need of our neighbors. Simple.
The residents worked with us, laughed with us, and took photos with us as we shared our soggy Wednesday evening together in Cala’anan, Cagayan De Oro.
Sometimes, it is miraculous.