YAO JIN VILLAGE, China - We had a successful meeting with the local party leader this morning. We told him OBI wanted to help other villages in his region and asked him for suggestions of places that might need some simple projects done such as latrines.

He is arranging for us to visit three new villages on an assessment. It turns out the reason we were stopped from dumping our debris yesterday is the landfill site now wants to charge a fee. After talking to the villagers about the dilemma, we changed our game plan. They now want to keep as much of the debris as possible. So in short, we are making a huge pile in one corner of the village. This will save thousands of dollars in truck hiring and dumping fees and the villagers will be able to take advantage of the debris at a later date. This will also mean cleanup will require less time.

When we got approval to resume work in Yao Jin we had the machines return. There were a few houses in Yao Jin that survived the quake, meaning they were still partially standing. Any other houses still standing were so badly damaged they were condemned by the government and destined to be demolished. Not many structures were repairable.

We brought in a much larger excavator this afternoon. It’s an absolute beast and started dissecting buildings like a monster. The operator only needed to swipe at walls with the bucket and they came crashing down.

We had a great time with the villagers today as we had to relocate lots of pigs out of buildings that needed to be destroyed. There were pigs running all over the place. I joined in the chase to help herd them, much to the delight of the villagers who roared with laughter every time I failed to grab a leg.

One pig had a litter of piglets yesterday – life goes on in the quake zone.

By the evening any homes that had survived the quake were lying in rubble like the rest of the village. It is now a case of scooping and moving.

After one house came down and the excavator moved on, the family came to search the rubble for any possessions they could find. Before it was demolished, the house had been too dangerous to enter. When it fell, a shower of yellow corn poured from the roof where it had been drying.
The women were quick to collect the corn – any commodity is precious when you have lost everything.

As I stood watching the huge excavator make easy work of one house, I asked the crowd whose home it was. An elderly couple stepped forward, Mr. and Mrs. Chen. They told me how the house was less than a year old. They hadn’t even moved in yet and were living in a much smaller shack of a house on the property. They were just about to put the finishing touches on the interior when the quake hit. The house was still standing but huge cracks filled almost every wall. It was beyond repair and condemned.

When I asked what the Chens did for a living they told me they were pig farmers and had saved money for 40 years to pay for their home, it was their pride and joy and lifelong achievement. As they told me this our excavator was swiping at its walls and bricks were falling in huge clouds of dust. It took 40 years for the Chens to build that home but only 1 minute of the earth moving to violently destroy it.

As I stood behind the couple, watching their home collapse, I felt a deep sense of sadness for them. They have lost everything. Then when I thought it couldn’t get any more heart-wrenching, once the machine had finished leveling the house, Mr. Chen turned around and said, “thank you.”

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