KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
Frantic knocking. Check my watch. It’s 4am. Stumble out of bed to the door, and find a stranger standing there, already knocking on my neighbor’s door.
“There’s going to be an earthquake. You have to get out of the building.”
Ama and I walk outside together, confused, a little scared. Outside I see all 80 or so students who live in the ISH, milling about in their pajamas. The especially studious ones are hunkered down with flashlights reading microbiology (there’s an exam at 9am, and yes they are that intense), while the rest just mirror my own dazed look. I look around for the night porter who woke us, expecting some sort of announcement. He’s nowhere to be found. I realize that if there is an earthquake, we are missing people. Do we attempt to find them now? Do the porters have a roster for the dorm? Who is leading this safety effort?
The questions could go on and on. And if GoogleEarth had passed over
“It’s going to be a 9.6!”
“It’s an after effect of the earthquake in
“The BBC ran the story this morning and the radio is carrying it now.”
Around 5am, we finally decided that everyone was just spreading rumors rather than fact, and went back to bed. Apparently around the same time, a government official came on the local radio to assure the general public that no earthquakes had been identified in the local region. The next morning, everyone was pretty jovial about the whole thing. Laughing at the way rumors can spread.
Still, I never found the situation funny at all. It showed me how quickly a situation can escalate due to lack of information, confusion/panic, and rumors. I’m relieved that no one was actually hurt in this massive evacuation, and amazed that cell phone rumors can carry quite so far. The whole experience showed me how disaster management can become, well, a disaster. This ‘earthquake drill’ also demonstrated just how wonderful certain things are:
(1) fire drills
(2) 911
(3) Check, Call Care!/CPR
(4) Stop, Drop, and Roll
(5) Only YOU can stop forest fires!
A little infrastructure, a little preparedness, can go a long way. I mean, the chances of me being set on fire are pretty slim, but I still know what to do: Stop, Drop, and Roll! (phew!) I hope that here in Ghana, we all take a few moments to think about how we will react better the next time a real, or imagined, disaster comes our way.
(And now to provide sources I wish someone had provided Monday morning...)
Articles on the Earthquake Hoax:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/africa/8465619.stm
http://news.myjoyonline.com/news/201001/40680.asp
lol. Rules for earthquakes (at least in California, where we have strict structural rules): Duck and cover. In school we would have earthquake drills where you would hear a buzzer, curl up with your hands clasped behind your neck and as much of you as could fit under the desk, with mainly your behind sticking out. The other option was standing in a doorway with braced against the lintel. You're never supposed to run outside in an earthquake, as objects can fall on you, especially in Cali, where Spanish tiles/roofing can fall on you as you're running outside. I don't know what the rules are for Africa, though =(. Sorry you got a weird 5 a.m. fire drill/hoax/panic. It vaguely reminds me of our pton 3 a.m. in January fire drills, only you weren't just annoyed and cold, you were confused and scared. So, here's a hug from me (x) and sorry for the super-long post.
ReplyDeleteMeghan,
ReplyDeleteI can only remind you of our own summer fire scare where 1' I screamed your name loudly 2. you can running with a pot of water 3 we called uncle jim 4 we sat calmly until we heard the town siren and 5 i ran up the stairs to hide. Love you always MOM