THE HURRICANE WAS A NIGHTMARE
Joe Burton from Cayman describes a disaster experience: «This story (39)
place when
I was only eleven years old, but those dreadful pietures of a tropical storm are still (40) if it all happened yesterday.
During that week, we had to face (41)
to the most powerful hurricane Cayman
(42).
_ The fact that I was just a small boy incrensed the effects of this experience. I can
still hear the noise of the wind (43).
on the taped windows that were trembling. When
I looked out I was terrified as everything was flying or moving around - litter, tree branches, paper, plastics.
But the nightmare was not that stage when we were just afraid without (44)
other
possibilities. What the real disaster was we understood later. Actually, the hurricane (43) the island only once, but three times, each time causing more and more damage.
For some days after the hurricane the people of our place (46).
to go out of the house
All the roads were cut off, and we did not have water and telephone connection was also lost.
Under those conditions, (47).
task was the impossibility of keeping in touch with the
rest of my family living around the island. The feeling of presuming the death of your close friends and relatives was hard to endure. We had lived like that for one horrible weok before everything (48).
_. For me, those seven days were a real nightmare..