A Sad Anniversary – The Wenchuan Earthquake

Four years ago this afternoon, at 2:12pm, the ground began to shake underneath the mountains of western Sichuan Province. By the end of the day, entire cities were flattened, hillsides had fallen into rivers, 90,000 people were dead, and millions had lost loved ones.

I remember what I was doing when I heard the news.  I was in a meeting in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia, and during a break someone said they were getting reports of an earthquake in Sichuan.  At the time the death toll was still just in the dozens. Along with the rest of the world, we watched in horror and sadness as the death toll mounted…and mounted….and mounted.

Where were you and what were you doing when you first heard the news? Leave a comment and tell your story.

(image source: The Big Picture)


A Nation Mourns


A Nation Mourns

The Chinese government today declared 3 days of national mourning for the victims of last week’s earthquake.  The official death toll has now passed 30,000 and is expected to reach at least 50,000.  Hundreds of thousands are injured.  Five million are homeless.  The observance began today with nearly a billion people stopping at 2:28pm to observe 3 minutes of silence.  Sirens blared.  Drivers stopped their cars and blared their horns.  Everywhere people bowed their heads in honor and remembrance. I decided that the place I wanted to be at 2:28 was Tiananmen Square, the closest thing that an atheist state has to a sacred space.  There were thousands who had the same idea.  At about 2:20, the loudspeakers started directing people to face the flag, which is now flying at half-mast (something I’ve never seen in my 20+ years in China) and prepare for the moment of silence.  At exactly 2:28pm the sirens went off, and the thousands of cars and buses on ChangAn Avenue came to a halt and started blaring their horns.  It was both moving and eerie.  I bowed my head and said a prayer for mercy and comfort for the afflicted.  When the 3 minute observance was finished, people just stood around wondering what to do next.  Wanting to demonstrate their solidarity with the victims, some students in the crowd started chanting ZHONGGUO JIAYOU (China! Go!).  The crowds joined them and soon there were thousands marching around the square, waving flags and chanting.  The folks in uniforms were definitely nervous, but did nothing to stop this spontaneous outpouring of patriotism.  Below are some photos that I took at the square today.