Loy was a foreman. He's been in the construction business for so long now. He's been around our region in and out. He's also been to Saudi I heard. San wants to take Ken, Loy and me to this island haphazardly distraught by a recent typhoon. I was reluctant to come along. Father is sick with the lung cancer. We needed to be around. As he was brought in and out of the hospital.
San says we'd be a big help for the rehabilitation of the island's provincial capitol. Sure we eventually arrived at the islands and saw the devastation. Roofs of buildings were like crumpled, and destroyed. Trusses were hanging on for dear life. Blue sacks with letters printed NDRRMC did not entirely cover the large expanse of roof area of the wrecked provincial capitol building.
But there's an inauguration party for the newly elected governor. It meant a lot for the people from the islands to celebrate. Almost every night, for three days we witnessed programs, of music and dances on stage were large screens, and large speakers, and loud sound systems. There were kiosks upfront selling delights and special food. Visitors were everywhere. And local residents alike were cheerful.
It also was a great time for Building Contractors & Suppliers to sell themselves, hanging around the governor, the councilors, around their offices. Waiting for notices, news, about the ongoing and upcoming projects.
And sure there was a forum headed by the governor and the local mining bureau head. There were talks, questions and answers. And there was food. But then you'd soon be asking yourself, do we deserve to be here? Are we qualified?
