Went to Mount Wayang

Many pics from Mount Wayang.Unfortunatly the memory of camera not enough to record all what i had seen there.

Mount Wayang

The third day, june4th 2006, I went to Mount Wayang and many areas around that mountain. This time with Crab Adventure again and I asked my sister n her best friend to came along with. Actually we would like to go to Klaten again, tried the new route from Mount Wayang to Klaten. But many problems that we faced made us have to split at Prambanan. Mr.Ponki headed to Klaten and we all just go home. They still have to go again in the next morning then they need some rest after went to mount wayang for a whole day.
I met different kind of people in mount wayang area. They seem more innocent and hard worker. I saw that it felt so peaceful there. They keep working as usual, got some fresh grass and feeding their animals. Most of them never stop us like people in Klaten and Bantul did. They met us and give us big smile and say hi. They build the tents and sharing a joke to each other. We saw them mostly always laughing.
We had awesome view during to go to the top of Mount Wayang (approx 2300 m). The air was so great and I can smell what a great scent of fresh air and grass there. Even the smell of the earth!
And it was so sad to see how damage their house there. Mr. Wahyu from Crab told me that they build their house by head. They brought one by one of bricks to the top. It need years to build one and small house. And after it s already had done, all nothing now.
Leaving the mountain when the sun was gone… Darkness covered all the way that we passing trough. I can see now how the differences if we met that victims at night. It’s quite dark there. They build their tents near the roads and they can’t do anything but sat together with their family or may be with many other families. I heard they say “dag dag” or bye bye to us, still with their lovely smile. Our cars, two big Cherokee jeeps, one Landover, and CJ7 jeep, became kind of wonderful cars for them (me either actually :D ).
I laid my hand and give back my biggest smile to them. Hope that one day I can back there again, and can do something more for them.

Sam Family...Still have many hopes

Mr. Sam actually assistant of Mr.Muji, the tapper who usually work for my dad. He has two daughters and two sons. He n his family living near to Bantul Stadion. A little far from Mr. Muji and others.

Not only his house that damage, but also his mother’s house was damage. And as Warsono did, he also tried to protect his little daughter when quakes coming. Fallen walls and roofs hit him. Luckily he was fine and it was like miracle that he was safe and nothing happened to him.

One of his daughters who just finish her junior school already decides not to continue her study to her high school. She told me that she felt sad about this disaster and she didn’t want to make her daddy got more problems.

When I gave the money to Mr. Sam, first he couldn’t talk anything. Speechless. I knew he tried hard in order his tears not falling down. He just looked at the sky, hold his little daughter tightly. Then he speaks slowly, said thanks and told us about his dreaming that one day he really want to rebuild his house.

There were two quakes coming again when we talked near his house damage house. I was screaming and run away…everybody there were looked at me, staring at me like wondering, “What u afraid of? We all here had the worse one…It s just a small one and nothing if compares with what we had face …”. I felt so embarrassing.

We leaving Sam family with big happiness…The sun almost go down and I knew the dark soon would covered that village. But I m sure…They heart more lighter than we knew… Their optimistic even starting filled my heart, made my soul just like a beautiful butterfly…Flying free and know where they will stop by.

Learn from Warsono Family

Mr.Warsono actually is a carpenter. He helped my dad a lot when my dad needs someone to fix anything about wood or put same door or window frames in our houses. My daddy said, he also known as Dalang or leather puppet storyteller. But of course, as a carpenter or Dalang, he didn’t earn money much. As I remember he got one daughter and two sons.

When the quakes coming, his little daughter still in bed and dream about her little doll. Mr. Warsono tried to protect her daughter from fallen walls and roofs but unfortunately not did well. His daughter’s head got crash many fallen roofs. She got many injured on her head but luckily not too awful. But of course its danger!

They build a simple tent on the back yard. They didn’t get any help until almost the fourth days. Luckily, Mr. Warsono still has other relatives who living in the same area and gave his family some temporary help (in the fact, actually he is still relative of Mr. Muji).

The bad thing for Mr. Warsono family right now is his wife has TBC. Can you imagine how terrible it was for their family? Living under an open tents which cold and not healthy at all for someone who got TBC. But what made me amazing of them was, they never show that they were sad or in problem. With a big smile, these family shaking our hands and share what happened exactly in their family. Words “grateful” was mention many times when they talked to us. Oh God, look at them…they never regret for what have done to them? May we all can learn from their hearts….

Met the lovely couple

How could the neighbors there didn’t care about them? They are old couple who need more than them who younger. What a bad neighborhood.

He actually was not on our list to get some cash donation. But considering what happened to these old couple, I had been thinking that they deserve to get that donation.

Didi and I still remember well that even tough these old couple (sorry I didn’t remember their name at all) didn’t have a “proper” house anymore, they keep thinking that they should always watching out their “house”. There was nothing there but couple old and black pot. But these old couple thinking that pot still valuable then they must keep surrounding it in order no one could steal it from them. I was smile at myself but then I realize… that pots were the only things that they have now. Finally, Muji’s aunty decide to let her husband came along with us to Warsono “house”, where we were sat together there and have the money to them. After got that money, the “Mr. calm” just went home soon… I can imagine how he was surprise and cant wait to see his wife to let her know that they finally got sympathy from other people… from USA named Dalila and Robert.

Didi, my dad, and I went to Mading, Bantul, when the sun almost disappears from the sky. First we went to Muji house. His house not that terrible likes others. But I was felt terrible when I saw his uncle’s house was damage. Muji’s aunty almost died when the quakes coming. She was on the kitchen and thanks God nothing happened to her. She event didn’t get any injury. But what a sad view when Didi and I realize that old couple didn’t got any tent or mats from the base camp or neighbors. When other people were staying under good tents n mats, they just were staying under simple tent, which Muji’s uncle made of simple zinc roof. That’s “tent” was made near cow’s cage.

How could the neighbors there didn’t care about them? They are old couple who need more than them who younger. What a bad neighborhood.

He actually was not on our list to get some cash donation. But considering what happened to these old couple, I had been thinking that they deserve to get that donation.

Didi and I still remember well that even tough these old couple (sorry I didn’t remember their name at all) didn’t have a “proper” house anymore, they keep thinking that they should always watching out their “house”. There was nothing there but couple old and black pot. But these old couple thinking that pot still valuable then they must keep surrounding it in order no one could steal it from them. I was smile at myself but then I realize… that pots were the only things that they have now. Finally, Muji’s aunty decide to let her husband came along with us to Warsono “house”, where we were sat together there and have the money to them. After got that money, the “Mr. calm” just went home soon… I can imagine how he was surprise and cant wait to see his wife to let her know that they finally got sympathy from other people… from USA named Dalila and Robert.

Mading, Bantul, June 3rd 2006

The second day when I was in Yogya, I went to Bantul. Dalila, my friend, and her husband Robert, asked me to spread some cash for the people who we known well that they need some helps. So, my mind just flew to the the guys who usually worked for my daddy to build or fix our houses. They were Muji family, Warsono family, and Sam family. I heard from my dad, that their house was damage.

There s no words can explain how terrible I was when we saw their house. Nothing left. But the amazing one, they keep smiling to us and said that everything just fine. What a great guys. They were in problem, but they still grateful for what they have now.

Their story almost the same. Mostly of them still lying in bed when the quakes coming. They spontaneously covered their kids from the fallen walls or roofs. All happened in a second and suddenly they were in strange world. The earths felt like moving around, up and down. They can’t do anything but thinking about their kid and other member family. Less than one minute, they only saw that sky was dark, and their house just like a big smoke. Nothing left.

Until now, they still got trauma about that quakes. They prefer to stay under then tents than go back to the building (if they have).

When I gave the money from Dalila and Robert, with a short speech that it was a sign that there were a foreign couple in USA who really care about people in Indonesia, I saw many tears was dropping from their eyes. They said thank to all of us and hope that one day they can pay back for our kindness. What a touched day.

Muji family, his uncle family, Warsono family, and Sam family, maybe not really special for other people but gave me many lesson… All just happened for a reason. When it’s happened to us, we can run away. We just need to be patient and optimist that we can pass trough all of this. We don’t need crying a lot, but a smile would make this world much better…

Many supports from other countries

It s felt good to know that my country got support spontaneously from other countries. The day when I was leaving Jakarta to Yogya, June 2^nd, I saw many teams that ready with their equipment. Mostly were medical teams. And when was at Yogya airport on June 6^th, again I met many foreign medical teams.

During in Yogya, I often saw many ambulances or cars which was I recognize from Arabian countries, French, and many others (which I didn’t sure where it was came from). But all describe how awesome if we all just united in one mission, peace and for one.

Sometime I was wondering, why we looked in one path when we got problem? Should we wait until many disasters came to us? we shouldnt.

The views

These are the view that we saw during our trip to go to Klaten and headed to Yogya back.
It s actually beautiful one, but not when we saw many damage houses.

Didi

This is Didi. Don’t underestimate her petite body. She is not as weak as she look. She is a tuff girl. The girl who works as designer graphic for XY kid magazine, decides to joint with me 10 minutes before the car that brought the stuff leaving to Yogya. And yes she help a lot during we were in Yogya. Thank you, Didi!

My parent's house

My parent's house which located near JVI also damage.Fortunately it wasn’t as bad as other people’s house. But still, we can’t stay there yet until it had been rebuild.

Jogja Village Inn, before n after the quakes

It s also shocked to see Jogya Village Inn, belong to my friend Paul n Ronny, was damage. Only one week before the quakes, I went there for couple days and spent couple hours talked with friends even browsing with their Internet. Now, it does seem like a buck of wood, dirty and mess.

Just look at the differences before and after the quakes. the pics which i took before the quakes wasnot 2003 but november 2005. Then now you can imagine how terrible the quakes was.

Damage Houses in Klaten

Look at these pictures. All just the same… Damage houses!

Meet the victims in Klaten

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I heard many story about how terrible in Yogya after quakes. They got a lot of donation from local people (Indonesian) or other countries, but distributions were awful. I also heard that many bad people hijacked many cars, which brought the donations. Well, I heard many bad stories and I must admit, many of those stories were right. But its not the good time to talk about that entire bad story.

So, victims which I met there mostly poor people. Many of them were woman who their husband working in other areas.

I spread blankets, tents, and mats. I was thinking that’s the most important thing to bring. Beside, I heard that food already too much and they need more tents, mats, and blankets. But in many areas, I was shocked when I met people who said they were very hungry. They didn’t have much padi rice or food. The worse is, they didn’t have anything for their kids. Oh my God. I wish I brought some padi rice. But… I tried my best.

It was one day after many people there get sick because they ate rice box from donators. They still got trauma and decide not accept the rice or cooked meals for a while. They prefer for padi rice. What a terrible thing because they event mostly didn’t have any tools for cooking.

Like I told before, I met nice guys, I met bad guys. But mostly, I was impressed with their innocent. As information, every base camp which we visit and received the donation from us, they made a sign that they did have what we give.

I also give many kid magazines that I already got long time ago (I suppose to give them to poor kids in Jakarta. But I think the victims of this quakes deserve to get it). Surprise! Surprise… the kids there were very happy and in the fact they probably never had magazine before. Look at their face!!!

Yogya, June 2 nd 2005, go to klaten

I was arriving in Yogya with shocked. I remember the entire city just like dead city. I saw many building which seem so tuff before and now look terrible.

I m lucky, many friends from CRAB Adventure help me to distribute things. We went by 2 CJ7 and Cherokee jeep. I can’t imagine how I can handle all without them. Our destination was Klaten area, especially which almost unreachable.

Thank you for Crab adventure, especially to Mr. Hanni, Pongki, Adi, Wahyu and other that I couldn’t mention here.

Crab guys very professional. After they knew how much the stuff which I bough, they split all became 5 big bag. Then that all what we would do, distribute it to 5 point area. We were leaving Yogya around 11 morning. We went to the top of Klaten and ended at 5pm.

What a happy moment when I saw the people who received the stuff were smiling and say thank to us. Don’t you think you want to do more? I bet.

Packing, June 1st 2005

All things ready packed and here they were...Many of my co works like Anjar, Mame, Yoke, Tri, Didi, Richard, help me...Thanks guys!
With accompanion one intelligent police officer and Didi, all stuffs ready to bring to Yogya, June 1st, 2005.
Many other co work also donate many boxes of used clothes and some cash.thanks a lot!

back to Jakarta

It’s felt good that finally I m back to Jakarta. But I wish I can staying in Yogya longer. What I saw there was really terrible. Like I told to many of my co works today, I felt grateful that I had opportunity to get there and brought many donations from many friends of mine.

I ll write many journal for what I done with my friends here.

Starting for donation

Two days ago, I sent many sms to many friends of mine, offering may be they interested to give some charity trough me. Its really surprise me because I got good responses from many people and they soon tell me that they want to help me gaining some donation.

Only during one day, I got some money n stuffs from Ira (Jkt), Irawaty (Jkt), Septina (Jkt), Paulina (Singapore), Rara (Jkt) and, Didi n Widi (Jkt), Anglisari (Jkt). And today, another transfer from Ames (Jkt), Richard (Jkt) n Linawaty (Jkt).

So, last night, Anjar my co work, accompany me bought many stuff to donate. We were bough small mats, woman underwear, wet tissues, n others. And today, 35 blankets already bought, and with the cash I got, we still can buy more blankets and medicine. Richard helps me to order 4 tents (@ 80 meter). I ll get that tents tomorrow.

The idea was actually begin from Dalila, my friend from LA, who offering me thousand $ US as charity. I was thinking, and then I actually can start to gain some from my friends too. Unfortunately, I still can’t get the money from Dalila and her husband trough Western Union. That’s because her husband wrote my name not correctly. So, I must come back tomorrow to get some cash.

There are many other friends of mine who also living in LA was offering some money too trough Western Union. But I didn’t get yet much info about the MTCN.Hope I can get soon …

All the plans seem almost perfect but how to get the stuff there. I just work alone. Considering my health problem, I m going to Yogya by plane. I was thinking that the stuff might be can delivered by car/truck Thursday noon then they will arrive there Friday morning. There are many co-works like Richard, Anjar, n Mamek who actually ready to accompany me to get there. But unfortunately, they cant get one day off on Thursday. But if I delay the plan until Saturday, I m worried the donations just too late. Sooner, better, right?

Right now, I m still waiting for the fix rate from the container company.Nila, my friend in Yogya, introduce me to her partner in Jakarta. They both working for Ahler Toeung Shipping Company and promise to help me to get the friendly price. If it will work out, then nothing to worry about. I ll fly, and get the stuff on Friday… Then I can spread all that stuffs in Friday.

Actually, I was not feeling well in the last couple weeks, especially this week. But this spirit and support from my friends make me sometime forget about my health problem… Forget that my parent’s house also damage and we don’t know yet where we ll stay in July. Helping people and can make them happy felt like the best “pain killer” for me and my family.

My sister n brother who were in Yogya right now also gaining and coordinating many donations from Golongan Karya. It s not my favorite party, but I m glad they do it well… Doesn’t u think we all have some goals, do we? And I m very grateful that I was so blessed by God that He let me have very wonderful friends like they are who support me to do this thing…Thank you.

Another Quakes in Papua Today

I just heard that there s another quakes again in Papua with 5.6 SR, at 12.28 local area. What the heck is this? Papua is located 147 km north Jayapura.

The Hospital

Too much victims were in hospital. With the limited skills and facilities, these what they can do for the public ... If the ambulance even was crashed, what can u expected for others?
Many people had to lie down in front of the hospital or on the street. Not only because the hospital couldn’t take care them anymore inside, but also because the people still get trauma of the quakes.

Its HURT!

These many pics about the people who get injuried. They mostly got injuried on their head, they have their bone broken...

The Sad Faces

Just look at their face. Their face not only show about the pain, hurt, sad, n other terrible feeling...It s about our problems.

2 Hours after the Quakes, the Building

I got these pics from my co work, Richard, who were there when the quakes coming. It s just many pics about small area. Can u imangine how terrible in other areas...Worse...Worse...Worse....
Richard took this pics when he n other co works went to Bantul. Its about 2 hours after the quakes.