Back in 1985 a huge earthquake devastated Mexico City. I was 14 by then and living about 1.5 hour from ground zero. About 6000 lives were lost. You could imagine how bad the situation was.
So I was a teenager in high school when the quake happened. We were evacuated but a lot of people weren't that lucky. When I got home I learned that some friends and cousins were dead. It was all like a terrible terrible dream.
The government was trying to do everything it could to help, but how can a city can ever be prepared for this kind of situation?
That night my dad, who was unemployed by then, grabbed some of the family's last money and went to the supermarket to buy tons of bread, ham and mayonnaise. He got home saying that survivors would be hungry by then. He organized the family and we were all making sandwiches. We filled a couple of big boxes and went to ground zero to give them away.
When we got there, we opened up the van and started giving food away. People accepted it with tears in their eyes. While we were at it my dad was crying.
We finished and went back to our town. Got to the supermarket again, bought stuff again and went back home to keep on making sandwiches.
At home all the neighbors were waiting for my dad to organize them all... And this is how my house became a meal factory for a couple of weeks.
I had gotten back from the field and went back to keep on working. For 2 weeks we never even thought about us. It was all being one with our suffering countrymen and women.
Wow... memories. This koan is very special.
Gassho,
Kyonin
So I was a teenager in high school when the quake happened. We were evacuated but a lot of people weren't that lucky. When I got home I learned that some friends and cousins were dead. It was all like a terrible terrible dream.
The government was trying to do everything it could to help, but how can a city can ever be prepared for this kind of situation?
That night my dad, who was unemployed by then, grabbed some of the family's last money and went to the supermarket to buy tons of bread, ham and mayonnaise. He got home saying that survivors would be hungry by then. He organized the family and we were all making sandwiches. We filled a couple of big boxes and went to ground zero to give them away.
When we got there, we opened up the van and started giving food away. People accepted it with tears in their eyes. While we were at it my dad was crying.
We finished and went back to our town. Got to the supermarket again, bought stuff again and went back home to keep on making sandwiches.
At home all the neighbors were waiting for my dad to organize them all... And this is how my house became a meal factory for a couple of weeks.
I had gotten back from the field and went back to keep on working. For 2 weeks we never even thought about us. It was all being one with our suffering countrymen and women.
Wow... memories. This koan is very special.
Gassho,
Kyonin
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