Nature has a
way of reminding us who has the power every now and then, this last week being its
friendly reminder to the DFW area.
Growing up near the Pacific Ocean, I know the true power of an immense
body of water and I am always humbled by its control. However, I have rarely experienced the
potential for destruction held within a storm.
The extreme, yet short-lived, weather we experienced this Thursday was
eye opening for me, a Southern California native unaccustomed to weather
varying more than ten degrees above or below seventy. It also was a great example of how bipolar
(as I like to say) Texas weather is. I
had absolutely no idea in the morning that when I would sit down to take my
test at 3:30 that afternoon the skies would unleash a torrential downpour of
rain, hail, wind, and thunder. The power
of the storm shook Tandy Hall and caused the lights in my classroom to
flicker. This, combined with the
pounding of hail and rain against the window behind me, caused more than a
little concern between myself and my fellow classmates as we attempted to
concentrate on the first exam of the year in that course. Looking back, the events of that day were a
pretty accurate and ironic representation of how my classmates and I were
feeling about the test. The calm before
the storm stretched the length of time we were frantically cramming in our
final hours of studying in the library before facing the test and as we were
being handed the test, the storm began. When
I walked out of the building after finishing the test, less than sixty minutes
later, there was barely a drizzle of rain outside and the sun was already
showing through the clouds. It was
incredible; the small-scaled hurricane that seemed relentless had already
passed.
Outside of the
heightened anxiety within the classroom, the storm had incredible effects on
the city. The sound of sirens from
multiple fire trucks led to a house on fire from a lightning strike; buildings
and houses were wrecked to their foundations; entire trees, big and small,
ripped from their roots and now laying on their sides. For a storm that had lasted less than ninety minutes,
the destruction it left behind was amazing.
It is a humbling experience to witness the true power of nature,
especially water, and to realize that humans have no control over the outcome
of such an event. We can take
preventative measures but nothing we do can completely protect us from the
power of nature. It amazes me that a
lifeless force can have such control over me and I can do almost nothing to
protect myself. This event, this “extreme”
weather we experienced doesn’t even compare to what other parts of the world
has endured, such as Hurricane Katrina or the tsunamis that destroyed the
coasts of Japan. It does, however, open
our eyes to the force of water and its potential. I ended that day with a greater level of
respect for not only nature but for water and its impact on us.



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