Unexpected
People were in peace, no one could
see what was coming next. In late August of 2016, some regions in North Korea
were in a crisis situation since the heavy rain had been falling nonstop.
Everyone, however, was living their typical day, kids were in school and
fathers were at work because the rain did not seem strong enough to strike the
villages. On August 29th around 4 PM, along the east coast of a river, the dam
was swept away by the rising volume of the water. The water destroyed the
riverbank, and it took hundreds of lives from the family, thousands of homes
flooded up to their roofs and everyone was evacuated to their extended
families’ houses or wherever they could go. It was a bona fide disaster. Like
anyone in my town, this catastrophic flood had a huge impact on my family.
One of the effects was my mother had a
miscarriage after the flood came in.
From losing everything, she dug into the ruined house to find something
reusable like clothes and blankets and then washed them in the river to reuse them.
These tasks overburdened her. At the quite
late age of 46, my mother was pregnant about to bring a life into the world, which would be my little sister/brother, but given the situation, there was no room
for her to say that she was at the inception of pregnancy. In such turmoil of
the natural disaster, everyone looked out for themselves, and It was just like
a battlefield without an ear-splitting report of guns. While my father was at
work, and I was at one of my relatives' houses, I got a call from my neighbor
saying that she was in a crisis situation. When I came back home, she seemed
Okay.
Moreover, bad news came after one
another. My mother had a stroke a few months later, and the government provided the
victims of the flood-stricken new apartment. The complexes were built in three
months, so the houses were extremely humid. The water drops were streaming down
on walls during the daytime, and at night it became icicles hung down, but
no electricity to dry the house. From losing a lot of blood in her miscarriage,
she became very weak mentally and physically, and the condition was another
burden for her that she could not carry with her physical or mental status. One
day evening while she was making dinner, the excruciating stroke struck her
very badly. All of the sudden, she became irresponsible but she was able to
breathe in and out.
As the following consequence of these
dreadful circumstances, I was motivated to escape the country and I did. Taking
care of someone who lost the ability to speak and move was not that easy. My
mother needed me every second except the nighttime because my father cared for
her at night, whenever she needed to either go to the restroom or whatever. In
the meantime, medicine was too expensive for the stroke, but my father’s income was inadequate to buy
medicine for her treatment, so I had to make money. Despite the fact that she
needed me, and I was the only child, I decided to leave her because I wanted to
invest my youth not only in her treatment but also for my future.
This story is just a small piece of
the remains of a terrible event. If the river bank was constructed strong
enough to prevent the flood, all these gut-wrenching stories would not be told
on this paper. If the government had braced for the possibility of the deluge
of rain, my mother wouldn’t have suffered from the stroke. If the
government tried to invest money in something that related to public safety
instead of enjoying their luxury life, the baby in my mother’s belly would be
my little brother or sister. Then somehow now I would have been spending a
normal day with them in North Korea.