Today, I saw a fire
And I'm not kidding. At 4:30am I was woken up by my mom and she just hurried me to pick up my passport and my I-20, muttering that the house 2 doors down is on fire. At first I thought it was the house directly next to mine, but to my slight relieve it was the one at the corner that's at a relatively safe distance away. What got me to write this was not the awesomeness of the fire or the fear of getting caught between flames, but the queer sense of respect and disgust I feel when I saw the scene.
The fire was blazing hot and the strong winds at night just blew created more havoc than good. Yet, there were firefighters who braced themselves and fought the fire. Somehow witnessing a real fire is way different than watching it over a screen or hearing it from someone. Just viewing the scorching flames and feeling the heat from the burning house was enough to strike fear in my heart. I would never, ever want to be in such a situation. Yet, I doubt that was anything rare in the career of those who put their lives on the line. Sure, some of them work for work. but their work is nothing less than admirable.
The old construction made out of wood was slowly disappearing into an orange cloud. I stood at my porch and silently prayed for the old man staying in the house. Scattered people gathered around a safe distance away from the house and just dazed out into the fire. All that they were concerned about was whether their properties were damaged from the fire. I don't know what to feel worse about: a group of people risking their lives to protect whats not theirs, or a group of people who only protects what theirs. How disgusting.
What the firefighters saved was not the just house, the next house, the next next house, the entire neighbour, and myself... and my trust that their will be a reaching hand if I were to be caught in maze of torching materials. My brother, however, just went back to sleep knowing that the fire has died down. Everyone else who gathered slowly drifted back to their homes as the realize that the fire was no longer a threat to their earthly possessions.
I just stood there and looked at the retracting water line. Although I was a distance away, I clapped my hands as loud as I could. A single applause for those who saved us all. I may have looked like a idiot, standing there getting all worked up and applaud-y about, but, aren't these little idiotic gestures the things that encourage people to keep doing what they do?
バカみたい私は、自分で助けてくれた人々を応援した。なんか、寂しくて、無用だったけど、ありがとう～～と言いたいから一人で立って、拍手した。たぶん、あのうるさい所まで聞けないけど、本当に感謝しているから、拍手した。
ありがとうございました！！！みんな無事ように。 <3
The fire was blazing hot and the strong winds at night just blew created more havoc than good. Yet, there were firefighters who braced themselves and fought the fire. Somehow witnessing a real fire is way different than watching it over a screen or hearing it from someone. Just viewing the scorching flames and feeling the heat from the burning house was enough to strike fear in my heart. I would never, ever want to be in such a situation. Yet, I doubt that was anything rare in the career of those who put their lives on the line. Sure, some of them work for work. but their work is nothing less than admirable.
The old construction made out of wood was slowly disappearing into an orange cloud. I stood at my porch and silently prayed for the old man staying in the house. Scattered people gathered around a safe distance away from the house and just dazed out into the fire. All that they were concerned about was whether their properties were damaged from the fire. I don't know what to feel worse about: a group of people risking their lives to protect whats not theirs, or a group of people who only protects what theirs. How disgusting.
What the firefighters saved was not the just house, the next house, the next next house, the entire neighbour, and myself... and my trust that their will be a reaching hand if I were to be caught in maze of torching materials. My brother, however, just went back to sleep knowing that the fire has died down. Everyone else who gathered slowly drifted back to their homes as the realize that the fire was no longer a threat to their earthly possessions.
I just stood there and looked at the retracting water line. Although I was a distance away, I clapped my hands as loud as I could. A single applause for those who saved us all. I may have looked like a idiot, standing there getting all worked up and applaud-y about, but, aren't these little idiotic gestures the things that encourage people to keep doing what they do?
バカみたい私は、自分で助けてくれた人々を応援した。なんか、寂しくて、無用だったけど、ありがとう～～と言いたいから一人で立って、拍手した。たぶん、あのうるさい所まで聞けないけど、本当に感謝しているから、拍手した。
ありがとうございました！！！みんな無事ように。 <3