Hurricane Katrina… Hmm… I don’t really remember too much
about it. I remember that it was a big deal. I remember that it was all over
the news. Let’s see what else… hmm… I know that I am glad that I wasn’t there.
I also know that had such damage that the affected area of New Orleans is still
recovering from the damage. The damage that a storm caused. I always thought
that part of natural disasters/ storms was interesting. That something that we
can’t control can create so much damage. Take people from families. Take homes
away. I find that with most natural disasters, in the pictures of the after
math I feel like I either see a lost teddy bear of someone, or an American
flag. A teddy bear that could have brought someone comfort in this hard time. That
always makes me sad to think about. I think the American flag is interesting.
That even though they are going through a hard time, people can still be
patriotic. I thought that I would try a poem about it.
I don’t know, I don’t know why,
Why the storms have to come,
Why it has to be this way,
Why our homes had to be destroyed,
Why they had to lose a family member.
Why?
I don’t know why.
And I don’t think I want to know why.
I don’t even like to think about it.
I don’t like to think about what happens
I don’t like to think about why it happens.
Those pictures of the destruction left in the aftermath of disasters like Katrina or the Joplin tornado are almost too much to take in...but the little pieces of everyday life like the teddy bear you mention are the most heartbreaking reminders that a family's world has been torn apart.
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