Liang Batu is a place I cannot forget. I grew up there for maybe a year or so. It was an Ulu place where my mom was posted as a midwife.
Saturday, January 10, 2015
Thursday, January 08, 2015
Flooding with memories
We were just lucky that our house in Muar was never hit by flood, although Jalan Sungai Abong was inundated a few times.
But when I was a reporter with The Malay Mail, I was awaken by the sound of the pager at almost 2am to call office immediately.
I rushed out to the public phone in front of the house in Jalan Chenderai, Lucky Garden and was told to go with a photographer to Hulu Langat which was flooded.
I always had a torchlight ready and we went there in a crime car. I could have just stayed on the higher ground while the pixman (I don't remember who) waded through the water to take pictures.
But that was just not me. I went in and waded together. The water was waist high and I interviewed the villager who lamented that water came gushing in as most of them were in bed.
It was drizzling and they suspected the water from the dam was released.
Went back to the office, took off my wet sneakers and filed in my story at about 4am, in my wet pants. We were literally shivering.
I left office about 5.30am and after a quick bath, went to bed. Woke up at 9 and back to work as usual.
That was my only encounter with flood. But the on-going flood in Terengganu and Kelantan was not just flood. It is mud flood and along with it, are various diseases like e.coli. Even the PM is not spared.
Let's hope that the reporters who travelled by boats and not cars are spared from major diseases. I fear leptospirosis.
And let's pray there will no longer be calamities.
But when I was a reporter with The Malay Mail, I was awaken by the sound of the pager at almost 2am to call office immediately.
I rushed out to the public phone in front of the house in Jalan Chenderai, Lucky Garden and was told to go with a photographer to Hulu Langat which was flooded.
I always had a torchlight ready and we went there in a crime car. I could have just stayed on the higher ground while the pixman (I don't remember who) waded through the water to take pictures.
But that was just not me. I went in and waded together. The water was waist high and I interviewed the villager who lamented that water came gushing in as most of them were in bed.
It was drizzling and they suspected the water from the dam was released.
Went back to the office, took off my wet sneakers and filed in my story at about 4am, in my wet pants. We were literally shivering.
I left office about 5.30am and after a quick bath, went to bed. Woke up at 9 and back to work as usual.
That was my only encounter with flood. But the on-going flood in Terengganu and Kelantan was not just flood. It is mud flood and along with it, are various diseases like e.coli. Even the PM is not spared.
Let's hope that the reporters who travelled by boats and not cars are spared from major diseases. I fear leptospirosis.
And let's pray there will no longer be calamities.
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