Showing posts with label coping after the earthquake. Show all posts
Showing posts with label coping after the earthquake. Show all posts

Monday, January 23, 2012

Of course our city will rebuild!


We are a city that has been somewhat ravaged. And what has every ravaged city, in the past, done? Rebuilt. Almost every city that has ever been ravaged has been rebuilt.

What Christchurch has the chance to do, is to build something special. We lost almost the entire CBD, and so we have the chance to have a custom designed and custom built CBD.

 In front of a vacant site.
We have entire suburbs that are pretty much unliveable, and so there, also, we have the chance to create something new and special, something for the people of Christchurch. That may be a forest, with cycle tracks and walkways. It may be a nature reserve, a place created in honour and memory not just of those who died and were injured, but also in honour of every single person who helped, every police office, every soldier, every builder, every plumber, every road worker, ever man who dug and repaired the sewerage system, every person who delivered a port-a-loo to the suburbs, every doctor, every nurse, every counsellor, the lady in the street who hugged you, every single person who helped! The land that can never be built on again—for we surely can never be so stupid as to assume earthquakes won’t happen and liquefaction doesn’t exist—and so this land needs to be put to use in a way that honours what has happened.
Re:Start in the CBD!

September 4th 2010 started a cycle of seismic events that, even at this point of writing, has not stopped, and is likely to continue for decades (on a dwindling scale). Where once our city was still, now she rocks, and rolls, and dances and sways. This is the new ‘normal’ for our city. And we are beginning to accept that, to find a way to not be affected by these events quite so much, so that we can carry on without the constant burst of adrenalin, and get past that fight-or-flight response. That is a lot easier to write than to do, I know.

These days, in a shopping mall, we will stop if a 5.5 aftershock barrels through the city, and we will wait to see what happens. Will it build into something bigger, or will it stop? Will we need to run? Will it fade away? And when it fades away we get back to what we were doing and carry on shopping, unfazed—no doubt making a mental note to check www.geonet.co.nz when we get home to see how strong the shake was and where it was centred. These days a 5.5 hits and no one cries out, panics, or screams. If it begins to build into something bigger then yes panic will set in, but…let’s be honest here: if the mall was going to fall down it would have done so by now!
I guess this building was damaged!

Our city was ravaged, our emotions were ravaged. Do we rebuild as stronger people? Take a look around our city, at what has been done with some of the empty land where rows of shops have been demolished. We have temporary cafes set up, we have a ReStart shopping area in the CBD that is built with colourful shipping containers, and it is thriving! We have shipping containers used as display windows to hide the empty land behind. We have shipping containers creating a barrier between the roads and where rocks may fall from the cliffs above in the event of aftershocks. We have art on blank walls. We have gardens where there would otherwise be an empty plot of land. With the great Kiwi ‘No. 8 wire’ mentality, people have done what they could with what was available! We pulled together to create, and we support those creations. We are a people with initiative, creativity, and above all, a strong sense of identity and purpose. We will rebuild this city, and we will be so utterly proud of it!
Lyttleton Petanque Club, where one a fabulous deli and cafe stood.

A city whose people coped with streets of liquefaction, ruined sewerage systems, broken water systems, port-a-loos in the streets, water tankers in the streets, schools that doubled up with one school there in the morning and another school—whose own premises were badly damaged—in the afternoon school session, we coped, and we did what needed to be done, because there was no other choice.

Some people think Christchurch people should just abandon the city and move elsewhere. Fair enough. But, who is going to buy our houses? Where are we supposed to get the money to buy another house in another city? Where are we supposed to get jobs? Christchurch is our home, and we will rebuild it. Since when did Kiwis walk away? The CanDo attitude is rife in this city, and always has been.

The ‘Greendale Fault’ ruptured on 4th September 2010. It had been still for sixteen and a half thousand years…but think about that time sixteen and a half thousand years ago. Earthquake and aftershocks. It happened then, it is happening now. This is nothing new. The earth has always moved. It is perhaps incredibly naïve to expect the Earth to not move!
This is the art on the side of a building.

Christchurch will be a stronger and more beautiful city. The people of Christchurch will be stronger, closer, more resilient, more self sufficient, and we will support each other.

People may ask, “Where were you when the quakes hit?” and in the answer “I was here, in Christchurch, for each and every one of them”, there is a solidarity, a brother-sisterhood, a unification amongst people. We were united by earthquakes and destruction.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Coping after the earthquake...

We needed some groceries items (milk, bread, fruit) and when I called in to our local small supermarket the car park was full. Heading for the next supermarket I decided I would park in the open car park and not the underground one where I normally preferred to park. However, when I got there all the outdoor car parks were taken, and I was forced to make a decision: abandon the shopping, or park in the car park under the building. Normally this would not be a decision to even ponder, but this time, I twinge of anxiety ran through me, and I actually prayed as I pulled under the building and parked my car—and yes there were many car parks available here. There were to be no earthquakes or aftershocks while I was in that building! And I sent a text to my children to let them know where I was—just in case something happened.
             
 Yes, that is what we are living with!

I could not possibly have done the shopping any faster, and even on my way back to the car I said another prayer, as visions of the entire building collapsing on me ran through my mind! It was a relief to be out of there and on my way home.
             
Today, my son and I had to go to Bunnings to get some supplies so that the laundry paintjob could be completed—it was started back in January. Here, again I just wanted to get in and out as quickly as possible. My daughter was home and I did not want to be away for long. I will point out here that my son is 21 and my daughter is 19, so they are not toddlers!!           

This has truly highlighted to me the state of worry and anxiety that so many of us are living in.
             
At night I make sure my daughter knows where the torch is, where the jacket is, so that if she has to run out the door she can grab her jacket on the way. The door is only locked at the top lock so that she can open the door easily. Forget chub locks, as just try getting a key into a keyhole in the middle of an Earthquake when everything is shaking like crazy. Son would head out the front door, and the car keys are in the door, so he can unlock, grab and run!
             
Torches have to be readily accessible at night. Last thing before I go to bed, I make sure the bottles of boiled water are all filled, and put one last jug of water on to boil.
             
We are not living as we used to. We are living in a state of preparedness, ready to do what we need to do as soon as we need to do it.
             
Our lives have changed.
             
With time things will settle, anxieties will ease, fears will diminish. 
             
Until then can I just say this, to all my family and friends: you mean everything to me.