Earthquake

I hate earthquakes. But then, who doesn't? No matter where you live, it seems that you can't escape natural disasters. Tornados, hurricanes, tsunamis... it's just too scary. Last night during Easter dinner, an earthquake hit. This one was different than most earthquakes I've been in. It seems like the house was a big boat just swaying back and fourth. It was almost hypnotic. As we sat around the table staring at each other and rocking back and fourth, my mom said, "If it keeps shaking like this, get down on the ground." And yet we continued to sit. It's almost comical, if it wasn't so terrifying. Finally after a few seconds the shaking stopped, my heart rate went down, and we went back to normal life.

Earthquake safety has changed so much since we were kids. We were always told to stand in doorways, or duck under tables and beds. Finally they realized that swinging doors broke limbs, and doorways collapse with the rest of the house. If you crawled under a desk or bed, you were flattened. Now the thing to do is duck NEXT TO a tall piece of furniture like a couch or bed. That way when the ceiling collapses, it creates on open triangle for you to be in when the debris leans across the couch and onto the ground.

Be safe everyone!