The Flood

I got into a good routine, school in the morning, football after school. I thought this was going to be a good start but then the disaster hit.  It started pouring rain without letting up.  When we first got news that school was canceled, we didn’t know why. But then as the week when on, it kept raining every single day. I started hearing of people going and getting sandbags for the fear that their houses may flood.  I immediately tried to do whatever I could to help. As a football team, we started to go and help people that needed it. We would go out at 9:30 every morning and not come back until around five.

          The first day we went to Wayne Stabile’s house. Immediately when we opened the door, the smell of mildew and mold rushed into my nose. We started taking out furniture, books, and beds.  After that we started pulling up the floors. This was one of the worst smells I have ever smelled. We had to pull up all the floors in every room. I thought we would never get finished. Then after that we started pulling out the sheet rock that got wet in the flood.  It was painstaking work but we finally finished it.  After that we did eight more houses as a team.  Most of the people who went to Episcopal did not get flooded. But when the disaster hits like that one the only thing you can do is help and that is exactly what we did.  This event helped me realize that even if nothing happened to you, you still need to do your part to help others.