I sat in my seat trying my best to take notes and not doze off to sleep (from staying up until early hours in the morning on 1SAMOANA) haha I know what an addict. The lecturer looked up at me she was annoyed at my cellphone going off. I knew it was a text because all I heard was my message tone JUST DO IT DO IT DO IT……………MY NECK MY BACK LICK MY ………AND MY BACK. I rambled through my huge bag feeling about for it.All I could feel was hair products,handfull of lipglosses,pens,scattered lollies from my dads fathers day ula lole and my folder of notes. I finaly got hold of it and switchd it off. I didn’t bother reading the message as I thought I was annoying forward. My eyes got heavier and heavier and my grip on the pen got looser and looser. I felt the floor vibrating it was my cellphone again.I rambled through the bag once again and read it ”Hey cuzz is your mum ok?” I texted back “Yea cuzz shes good I spoke to her last night, she gonna b in Samoa 4 anothr few weeks”. My cellphone went off again “Can u get in contact with her plz…….we worried about her”. I thought to myself GOSH, WHAT DRAMATIC FAMILY MEMEBERS!!!!!! I chucked the cellphone back in my bag and kept writing. Again I felt the floor vibarating over and over, I picked it up and there 9 UNREAD TXT MESSAGES. My eyes lit up thinking YEAH THATS RIGHT FANS TEXTING ME. That dream was immediatly shattered as i read the last message out of the 9. ”HEY WELL????DID U RING OR WAT????TXT BAK NOW!!!!! THERE HAS BEEN A TSUNAMI IN SAMOA!!!!” By then the lecture had finished and I was on my way out to my tutorial for that day. It didnt hit me until I jumped on one of the student comps in the hallway googled the news and there it was all the info I needed. My heart just started to ache the first image in my mind was my mum. I just kept thinking ”….am I going to be loosing my mum?” A week earlier before she left to Samoa to attend a title name court case bla bla bla we were constantly arguing over her making me change her return flight date over and over again. ”Mum I have to pay money everytime you want to make a change to your flight details!!” She always replied with ”I carried you in my stomach for 9 months” LOL and I replied with ”Well I did not ask you to did I?” LOL But now I was sitting there helpless tears streaming down my face and how I wished I had just gone with her as planned. When I viewed the map of the areas affected, my mum’s village (MUTIATELE,ALEIPATA) was right in the affected area. I wish I had not viewed the map. Still crying I started dialing my uncles cellphone number in Samoa. The longer it rung the harder I cried. Finaly my uncle answered. I asked (trying my best to be strong and sound not worried) if they were all alright. He paused, then said they all were alright. ”Is my mum alright?” I asked this time holding my breath in and letting all my tears flow down no matter if all my eyeliner dripped as well. He paused again and I closed my eyes ”IOE shes alright she’s on the other side of the hill the village has been demolished but we are all alright”. I kept crying this time tears of joy and relief. All day long I kept thanking GOD, for his protection over my family and for reminding me to appreciate my mum and that there are those out there who are not as lucky as I was.Those who were unable to go pick their mum up from the airport and see them smiling and feeling that warm hug again.
