The day of the earthquake...

The day of the earthquake was in a department to the east of the capital, next to my premium, its husband and the small son. When telluric it begin moving I awoke very anxious and I rose immediately without being able to move to me or to start and knowledge that happened in fact. About the few minutes that this only lasted I thought that everything collapsed, that is to say, that this implied something much worse than I was living. Independent of the fear same I was very worried because my premium was pregnant to three days of the childbirth and it did not feel any security to face this situation. We could not run, only we embraced under the threshold of the door of exit of the house, when it stopped the shock we joined water and clothes, we lowered by the nervous stairs, with certain tranquillity and very fast to the corridor of the entrance to I build. There we inquired that the epicenter went to 30 kilometers of Cauquenes, in the eighth region. We felt really desperate and scared by the baby who came in way and by the boy who said to us: I do not want to die. Generally we reacted with calm, but we felt later very impatient because we did not understand anything. In the building people also reacted with quite barren, although there were several nervous people to whom she had fallen to them and broken many things. We were in the corridors next to the other people who live in the building and we realized that the magnitude of this did not arrive at our understanding because the information that arrived was contradictory. The building did not suffer structural damages. Fodder that the structures of concrete supported to the earthquake degree 8,3 in Santiago well, nevertheless, in the south of the country did not happen the same, since the great part of the human patrimony was destroyed and the television only helped to devalue the culture through vain critics. After the earthquake my reaction is not to attack the television but on the contrary it is to face the changes that will take place. My conception of the life is that the human race has begun to make worse this ecological tragedy. Even so in the diversity of conceptions we are not due to be with the phrase: it is fault of the man.