Personal Narrative-Hurricane Katrina

The rain was bad also, it poured down through a hole that was in the roof of my house. The whole inside of my house was flooded out. It was one of the most terrifying

With winds reaching more than 175 miles per hour this was the strongest winds the city of New Orleans had ever seen. With the winds came lots of water, some areas of New Orleans seen more than 20 feet of water. My home was in an area that was greatly impacted by the water. I remember watching the news and seeing all the damage caused by the hurricane. The system that was in place to protect the city had failed.

In 2012 I survived Hurricane Sandy. Since I just started first grade I was scared, especially when the electricity went out. We didn’t have electricity for 8 days. It was very hard for us because it was the first time going through a situation like this. But we kept on trying. Most of the nights I and my family would go in our car and check if there is any damage. Basically for the 8 days. I and my brothers made up games and did stuff in our note books. Luckily we didn’t too much damage for hose 8 days. We don’t have school for that period. Finally after 8 days we got the electricity and everything going back as normal. We are lucky because nothing was damaged at our

“I just remembered while running to the bathroom, the windows all blew in and the second my dad closed the door everything went to grey. No idea how long after that I regained consciousness, but I finally woke up in the rubble of the house and everything was just gone” said by Scott Offerman as he recollects horrific memories of the day his house went up by the Plainfield tornado of 1990. On August 28th, 1990 an F5 tornado had blown through Plainfield, Illinois with no warning or sirens. Scott Offerman’s family wasn’t the only family to lose everything they had that day, hundreds of stories could be told by families as many were affected. After the Plainfield tornado of 1990, many weather researchers had looked into why no sirens or tornado

Being somewhat curious, I asked Cousin John how he survived Katriana. With a big smile on his face, he said, “If I have survived Mardi Gras festivities for all these years, then Katrina was a cakewalk” (Personal Interview). According to the mayor of New Orleans, it is estimated that about 100,000 people had returned, of the 485,000 who lived in New Orleans before the storm. Forty percent of the homes were still without electricity and — again, according to the mayor — half the small businesses, 57,000, may have been lost for good (New Orleans Jazz Funeral).

The water was at the top of two story houses. So it was hard for people to stay in their house for protection against it. Once the storm had passed and the few survivors that were left, you could see just how disastrous the storm really was. “A sea of wreckage spread in every direction. Houses had disintegrated.

The Galveston Hurricane hit close to home for me. I have not lived in Texas all of my life. I am a part of a military family, therefore, have moved around my whole life. One state I lived in was Florida. I connect to the lives of those who lost homes and family because I have been a part of that. I found the incredible engineering that took place after the hurricane interesting. Leaders stepped up and fixed problems in multiple ways. A wall was built and the government created progress out of disaster. This piece of history is something I will keep with me because of their triumphs coming out of a disaster.

As water rushed in with no warning and buildings were getting washed away and roads were getting destroyed. Almost all families were split up and washed to sea. When the weather finally died down people were shocked to see what the storm did to all these places. But the biggest question was why wasn’t there any

When the storm made landfall, it had a Category 3 rating, and it brought sustained winds of 100–140 miles per hour–and stretched some 400 miles across. Chris Rose did a great job writing about the process of Hurricane Katrina. Chris Rose described the process in great details. When he talked about the houses under water and the writing on the houses, you could imagine the images in your head. Chris Rose got the name for this book from one of his short stories.

A couple years after Hurricane Katrina, my parents finally decided it was time we left New Orleans and moved somewhere that was safer; they settled on the modest town of Church Point. While living in Church Point, I attended a very limited middle school, where I made lifelong friends. When it came time to decide which high school I went to, I was torn between going to a school with my friends or the high school that had been recommended to me by my advisors. Considerably, I decided to continue going to school with my friends. While in high school, I remember on one of the standardized tests, there was a questionnaire that was supposed to guide you in determining what industry you wanted to seek. I was so discouraged due to, my result of inconclusive.

I yell, “GET IN THE HOUSE!” My kids began to run toward the house as I run to get my cattle inside. I lock my barn as the storm is almost here. I look behind me to see two cattle still grazing. I knew there was no hope to save them.

Although Hurricane Katrina wasn’t expected to ever hit land, it is one of the biggest storms to hit the United States. The storm devastated the city and the country more than anyone would have every thought. Zeitoun, by Dave Eggers, displays many of the disastrous events that take place during and after Hurricane Katrina. The book follows Zeitoun and his wife Kathy, a Muslim couple, with four kids and their own painting business, through the storm. After the storm, while Kathy and the kids are staying with friends and family, Zeitoun rides around in his canoe rescuing survivors and watching his properties which has a phone he uses to keep in touch with Kathy.

It took 160 billion dollars to make the city beautiful again. Hurricane Katrina changed what the world thought about hurricanes completely.

My family and I were safe, but not the rest of the country. I was so happy the earthquake didn’t happen where my dad’s side of the family lives, because I already have seen too many bad things in front of my eyes. I have witnessed too much destruction, pain, and suffering. I was already in the United States when I saw what happened. I was thinking that some of

I was born in New Orleans, but raised in Brooklyn. For several reasons my parents decided to leave NOLA shorty after my birth. From then on, I was raised in New York state; more specifically Brooklyn. It wasn't until the age of sixteen that I finally returned to my home city. My parents had just divorced and for that reason, my mother no longer wished to stay in New York. We took only the essentials and traveled to New Orleans, where family was waiting to take us in. I didn't like the idea of leaving the only home I had ever known, but I liked New Orleans all the same. During my teen years, I wrestled with the idea of returning to New York, but I found a certain comfort in NOLA and so I eventually decided to stay.