The other morning I was abruptly woken up by long, howling sirens and men on megaphones. I pulled the earplugs out of my ears, fought my way out of my mosquito net, and strained to understand the loud, muffled voices. It took me a few minutes to process that it was campus security, and they were pounding on everyones doors, screaming "A TSUNAMI IS COMING" and "EVERYONE REPORT TO THE FALE!" I scrambled out of bed and did a few circles around my room, trying to figure out what to do with myself. I rummaged through my dorm to find clothes to wear, and in the process of getting dressed, I decided to grab my rain jacket too- I figured during tsunamis things are bound to get wet, right? Then, as I started to go into survival mode, I proceeded to pack up all the antibiotics I could find in my FirstAid Kit. I marched out of my room and headed for the fale. As I came scurrying towards the rest of the students on campus, I realized quite quickly no one else was in a hurry like me, in fact, everyone seemed kind of annoyed, not at all scared...so there I was, rain jacket and antibiotics in hand, ready for the...tsunami drill.
Ive been through earthquake drills, bomb threat drills, fire drills, and the like...but a tsunami drill?? A 7AM tsunami drill?! Really.
Needless to say, my over-preparedness became the source of jokes for the day.
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