1988 HURRICANE GILBERT :
On the Evening of September 11 we got the OFFICIAL WARNINGS on radio
so I, the TECHIE, at 15 years and 9 months old, went out and took down the TV ANTENNA and laid it Flat on the ground as close to the house as I could get it then went inside.
Morning of September 12, 1988
So we took EXPRESS ONE
driven by the GREATEST, “WRONG TWO”
to School caz, come hell or high water,
Winter Sleet or SiNOW,
Sunshine or rain … my mother,
Yvonne Morgan-Cameron … a SHE seh SCHOOL ….
got off on Lower Market Street when it was 2 way all the way.
Since we were near to “PARADE” we started the REALATIVELY short trek up St James Street towards the CC, walking with some AL. VEE girls.
In the Vicinity of the NUMBER 1 Post office I over heard some vendors saying how Our parents were so wickid to send us out to school and “HURRICANE A COME”.
I kept walking as the morning was BRIGHT AND SUNNY and “dem ya likkle ediat people pon di roadside nuh gat nuh sense and always a look excuse fi pickny nuh guh a school”
Anyway, the further we walked the more thunderous the comments became til we got to the FAMOUS, “KARRAL” (Coral) WALL and some SENIOR MEN decided,
“UNOO HAFFI TUN BACK, NUH SCHOOL CYAAN KIP”
So we made our hasty Retreat in the direction from whence we came.
While making our way to “CLOCK” where our “COUNTRY” buses picked us up on a Normal day, I was concerned that since it had become so serious then maybe we would be stranded in Mobay as maybe the buses would have stopped “running”.
That concern was however soon overcome by another,
“Mi MUSS GO fi CINDY uppa Mobay High, but that concern was put to rest as I saw Other students who said she had already made her way there.
We met at OUR usual Spot at Smith’s Gas Station.
At clock and the Sun was PELTING, but there was a
FUNNY CALM. A WEIRD STILLNESS. NO BREEZE..
It wasn’t long before a VERY CONCERNED “WRONG TWO”
(our drivers were concerned surrogate/Step Parents/Guardians)
appeared and started shouting instructions to get in, get in,
unoo (all of you) come awn(on).
We hopped in and were off.
The regular time for a drive of that distance was usually an hour (pronounced with silent H so the vowel sound “O” makes it AN),
but that trip took us about 30 Minutes (if a suh long).
The rains started about 15 minutes after we got home then the breeze sounding like a thousand trucks with blown out Mufflers came.
As he approached BIG SAM’S gate close to Betty-Ann Stephenson’s,
Miss Ann’s HUGE Ackee tree came a tumbling down and he was caught in it’s direct path.
VERY fortunately for him he was pushed out of the way, of the surely deadly trunk into Big Sam’s yard, by some of the smaller branches close to the tree top.
Just before the winds Picked up, I had started Opening the windows on one side of the house causing concern to the rest of the occupants especially mother dearest.
So I had to explain the Internal pressure matching the externals keeping the house and occupants safe.
She understood and went with it.
When the edge of one “Sheet of zinc” started flopping in the wind I removed one of the Gas stove’s four burners and tied a piece of Electric wire to one part and used then burner as a HOOK to grab and hold the loose edge of the Zinc and secured it on a Nail inside the Kitchen.
That story I remembered as I thought of something inspirational to say to you all ….
MATCH THE EXTERNAL PRESSURES BY MAKING THE PRESSURE INSIDE YOU EQUAL OR GREATER THAN THAT FROM THE OUTSIDE.