On Mar. 11, 2011 at 2:46 pm the earthquake began. We quietly dove under the tables. I was under a solitary
table that was near the middle table. I waited silently for orders from my teachers. I felt scared when the earthquake was happening but it also felt a little bit fun being tossed around in a room. (But only a little
bit fun and way more scared.)
When the earthquake stopped for a short while, one of my friends spotted his mom and went to his lockers
to get his backpack. Just when he reached the lockers, the earthquake started again. One of his friends
downstairs shouted out his name and he rushed toward them.
The teachers inside the classroom were trying to keep all the furniture from falling down. One of our teachers,
Minaco, was holding the language shelf from falling down. Another teacher called Sainoor was reading a
book to us to keep us calm.
When the earthquake ﬁnally seemed to stop, we evacuated the building and went to a small field nearby.
We waited for our parents. While we were waiting for our parents, some people tried to use their phones to
contact their parents or to listen to the radio. Some people went home with their friend’s parents when their parents said they would come very late. My parents were quite late because of the traffic.