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Wednesday, 20 September 2017

The big water winds

The wind howled menacingly like a wolf at the full moon. Lightning licked across the evil sky: a serpent’s tongue tormenting the clouds. The Earth began to shatter…

My bare face was exposed to the ice cold air. I tugged on the two strings on my hoodie, forcing my soaked jacket to give me a tight hug. I clenched onto my microphone and practically yelled at the camera. It was like my mouth was being constantly filled with salt. At full speed the wind went at my cameraman which made him unsteady. He tried to hide his fear, but his eyes said it all.

It finally came. The second thing we feared the most. I ripped out my earpiece which had bugged me since the start. The static was just too much. After I did that I saw the faces of my crew scrunch up. I also noticed the red light that indicates we’re recording had disappeared. A deep sigh escaped my mouth. In this type of weather we should have expected that our connection to the news company would eventually cut.

The crew became frantic and started a search for something that might help. My cameraman remained calm and yanked something out from the trunk of our van. It took quite a while for him to get what he wanted since the crew were also searching through the van. The thing my cameraman picked out was a portable generator. Sadly it wouldn’t turn on. It drowned.

The head of the crew, Michael, shouted for everyone to calm down. He pulled out a big black box while I zipped another jacket and covered my microphone with my right arm. Michael placed an antenna on top of the van and played around with some wires. Suddenly the red light flashed on and I was on with my words once again. In a blink of an eye the antenna flew off the van and straight into the water. We were back at the start.

After a few minutes a light bulb appeared on the top of my head. If our connection is lost here, then what would it be like somewhere else? I thought to myself. After talking to the crew we set off. After 20 - 25 minutes we came to a stop. Michael said that there should be a connection around here. We all went out and I got ready to yell. The red light popped up and in no time we finished our part for the news.

Even though we had a rough time it was an experience I can add to my life. The floods level never stayed the same and the falling buildings that were hit by the voracious wind. A few of my crew did get injured but they still worked hard, which I was very thankful for. They could have been cowards yet they strived to give people their long awaited news. However we were lucky that no one was swept away besides the antenna.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

Talofa Lava Heather,
I really enjoyed reading your story! It had lots of precise verbs. The action in your story sent goosebumps! Well done Heather.

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