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When I Survived An Earthquake

 
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Martin Stoleman

I have many fond memories of my growing up years. Most of my thoughts are filled with bliss and joy about the pleasures of growing up in a large family with a father who worked and a mother who stayed home to raise the kids. I have great memories of family vacations and of the hours of endless activity that my siblings and I loved to be involved with. I have a few unpleasant memories of my becoming years, but my biggest bad memory is of surviving an earthquake.

I know, people survive earthquakes every day in many countries of the world, so what is the big deal right? Well, any survivor of an earthquake knows that the frequency of earthquakes in the world has little to do with how serious each one is or with how scary they are to live through. So I think that my earthquake experience is just as valid as the experience of a man in south Asia who has been through twenty or more earthquakes in his life.

The earthquake happened in our home town in California when I was fifteen. I'll never forget where I was when the rumblings and shakings began. I was in my room reading a text for an English test the next day when I began to feel like my bed was moving. The rumblings got worse and worse until I left my room and went in search of my family to see what was going on. I was sure that someone was working on our house and that the shaking would stop soon. I was wrong. An earthquake had just begun.

To make a long story short, the earthquake we lived through was one of the most serious ones that California has ever experienced. In fact, nearly a thousand people lost their lives that day and in the days that followed. Many homes and buildings were destroyed in the process. My family was fortunate enough to get out of our home before the earthquake completely destroyed it and make it to safety in a neighboring town.

I'll never forget the way the earthquake shook my dad. He moved our family from California within a month because he was determined to make a safer life for us. He didn't feel like he was doing his job of protecting us by choosing to stay in a place where an earthquake could strike again at any time. I'll never forget that earthquake and the way it changed our lives. Anyone who has ever lived through one will never be able to forget it.

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Martin Stoleman is a writer for several newspapers. He loves to record significant events from his past like living through an earthquake. See www.earthquaketimes.info for more.

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