Hurricane Sandy
My memory is a little foggy when it comes to recalling my experience with Hurricane Sandy. I blame my forgetfulness on the premise that my encounter with the storm wasn’t worth remembering; not much happened. As any tired high school student at the time, I was beyond pleased to learn every morning for an entire week that NYC public schools were canceled. Even though I didn’t have to worry about new assignments and exams for five days, I was extremely bored during that time.(However, I later regretted this unexpected vacation when the DOE decided to truncate our spring break to compensate for the school days lost.) With no electricity for most of the time, I couldn’t watch TV and nearly every radio station was covering the conditions of the storm. Unlike my friends who live within the five boroughs, I reside in Westchester County. In my neighborhood there were many fallen trees, overturned road signs, and broken traffic and street lights. The heavy rainfall I saw was very unfamiliar to my friends in the Bronx, Brooklyn, and Queens. Luckily, my house didn’t flood due to being positioned on an incline, but I can’t say the same for other people I know in the area. My parents never over prepare before inclement weather, so my sister and I didn’t have a lifetime supply of snacks to help us pass the time. Overall, I was blessed to not have had experienced the worst. A temporary loss of power and inescapable boredom is nothing to rant about in comparison to other people’s experiences.