Nous avons rencontré Junalyn lors de notre semaine dans le village GK de Bohol.
Lors de la soirée organisée au village, elle nous raconte le terrible tremblement de terre de 2013, suivi du typhon un mois après.
Très investie dans sa communauté, toujours souriante, Junalyn incarne la résilience de ces communautés, qui continue d’avancer malgré les adversités.
Voilà son histoire :
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I was in my 1st year of college. Papa was entrepreneur and made concrete mouldings.
The day of the earthquake, I was cleaning the house and singing with Lalaine (4 years old).
It was October 15th, 2013.
2 minutes of 7.2 super strong earthquake! Maribojoc is by the fault line. Walls cracked and broke. The roof fell in seconds.
I went down to shield Lalaine with my body from the falling metal roof and hollow blocks. Lalaine was crying and scratched. My back was swollen and painful. My legs were bleeding.
We were alive but we were trapped. Outside, there was a stampede of villagers running for open areas to surety. Papa run out of the house before it crashed. He found us because he heard us crying and shouting.
Days after earthquake
We lived nearby basketball court area for two days, until Papa build a tent.
We lived in a small 4 square meter tent for 8 people. We lived on canned goods. We would separate into different relief centres, to get food because Papa had no work for two months.
The life in the tent was very hot and cramped. We had a plywood bed.
I insisted on going to school because I believed that education is a key factor to succeed.
So Papa borrowed money (2500 PhP).
Despite the difficult situation, we were not hopeless. Whenever we could get food from the relief centre, we would be very happy, that we had 2 cans of sardines and rice.
Everyone else was in tents. There was no running water neither drinking water. We washed clothes in the river, or rain. We drank water from a small stream.
The Typhon hit one month after.
2 days of darkness, rain and strong winds.
We evacuated our house and moved to the underground shelter, which was about 15 square meters but had 22 people. We were living the sardines we ate. It was very hot. We were fanning ourselves for two days.
On the 3rd day, we came out and saw our tent was destroyed. Trees had fallen on our tents and beds. Papa rebuilt the tent but all the material was damaged. So a roof was leaking. All my schoolbooks were wet and we dried them under the sun. We had to continue to survive.
GK arrives
GK went to 3 barangays (villages) and ours was the last and the only one which said yes.
Our family became a member. They prioritized families with children and houses completely destroyed.
Values information training started and, by February, we would see the 1st model house of Cabac Street.
An organisation was built in Maribojoc and we started to rebuilt our lives with the help of GK. They provided materials and some technical labours, while we provided majority of the manpower. My father and brother helped to build the houses of almost everyone in Maribojoc. Mama was a cement labourer, helping haul cement and do putty works on hollow blocks.
On November 18th, 2014, after a year of hardship, sacrifices and perseverance, we moved into a new home.
Our house now has no fix leaks. The design will be safer if another earthquake comes, because the upper walls are made of wood, while the foundations and base are made of cement.
We are no longer hungry.
In the last, we grew flowers, but now, we grow seven vegetables in our garden, like our neighbours.
We are 
hopeful, because we have a dream: do end our poverty, through hard word and solidarity.
We have a pass through GK, people like you, who come to visit Maribojoc.
Thank you.
Chapeau !!