The second commandment: Love your neighbors as yourself.

May 17, 2010 (Monday)

Around 1:30am

I heard people talking in the corridor. Not really that loud but loud enough that I could pick up some words like “Oh, no!", “It’s not any better over here", “Luckily it’s fresh water"…

“Fresh water"! So I opened the door. The hallway was completely flooded with water, fresh water. It was first discovered by the daughter of the family that lives on the other end of the hallway who has just back home.  Her whole family woke up and soon guards came up with buckets, mops and dust pans. It’s not an easy task to sweep away the water as there’s no outlet in the hallway. They could sweep the water into the trash room and the staircases but these are all blocked by doorsills.

Where does the water come from? The house right on my left! An old lady lives there alone while her son lives in anther block in the same housing estate. Guards banged  on her door to wake her up. She got up from her bed and saw her slippers were floating on water like little boats. Totally scared, she opened the door and didn’t quite know what to do. She called her son but no one answered the call. She kept calling … but in vain. No, not in vain. Her son didn’t pick up the phone but just came over within like 10 minutes. Turned out that a plastic hose in the kitchen broke. Somehow there’s no outlet in the kitchen, water ran through the house, then the hallway, then the other family on the other end. The doorsill of my flat is high enough that no water came into my place, though.

That’s why I heard the noise.

So my mom and I took a bucket, a mop, a sweeper and a dust pan from our house to join them in the “water fight". Well, a fight against water. It took the other family more than half an hour to clear the water from their house and most of the water in the hallway. Then they went back to sleep. Tomorrow is Monday. Guards kept on clearing the rest of the hallway (especially the part closer to our ends) and also the water in the old lady’s house. The flood in the lady’s house was at least 3 inches deep. But since she lives alone, there aren’t much furnitures in the place. There’s a digital piano but that’s way better than my Pleyel 131. Digital piano got all the parts up on the keyboard, not the legs. One DVD player was half immersed in water. The refrigerator got high legs and thus should be safe.

It took us nearly two hours to clear the water. Completely exhausted. The old lady kept blaming herself and felt she owed us. We told her to count God’s blessings. It’s a bad situation in the best scenario: 1)It’s Sunday late night. Otherwise, everyone is either home already or won’t be home until 4am. No one would have discovered this early enough; 2)It’s fresh water; 3)Her place has tile floor, not wooden floor (or it’d be totaled).

Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength.’ The second is this: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ There is no commandment greater than these." Mark 12:30-31