I live in a small, old and very beautiful town that sits on a
mountain. It is usually a quiet, safe place to live, with deliciously cold weather
and rain almost every day. One of my teachers used to say the only kinds of weather
here are raining or about to rain.
This week, however, it has witnessed a great tragedy, where thousands
of people have lost their homes and hundreds more are missing or have already been
declared dead. Since Wednesday, strong bouts of rain have devastated the cities
around here and already more than 500 people were found dead. I am lucky to live
in one of the places least affected, but so many have not had the same fortune.
It is the first time in my life that I witness a tragedy like this so close to home
and though I do not know any of those affected personally, I feel like they might
have been part of my family or one of my friends.
I would like, then, for those who read this to spare a
moment of thought or to say a prayer to the victims of this great tragedy.
