Fort Young never closed. The staff were traumatised as the owner of the hotel was injured at his home in a landslide and was flown out and one of the security officers died during the first week. Many of the buildings were wrecked, so about half of the staff were laid off.
Lifeline provided some counselling at that time at the hotels. Counsellor. Honestly, I was probably not the best as I was traumatised myself. When food is uncertain and water not easily available and one can see the sky through where their roof once was, it is not always the right time to be pushed to think about what just happened. Normal trauma debriefing seems incongruous as the trauma is ongoing. What I needed was my friends to call and the phones would not work. And there was little access to my beloved Facebook.
For the past several days, with the help of a steady stream of British Rapid Deployment Team members, the many distressed British nationals on-island when Maria struck who were now mostly located, advised and being supported; I was dropping on my tracks, tired. Besides sleeping poorly our concerns about Ben’s health, following his trip to hospital episode. Of additional concern was Ben’s immediate future on Dominica and his purist of furthering his education now that Dominica State College was fully nonoperational. We began wondering and planning on how we could get him to his grandparents’ in the UK.
Meanwhile, the young Rapid Deployment Team members repeatedly borrowed and ran off with my written records of departing Brits to "to place those departing into on their computer system." The problem was I did not always get my little books of information with so much valuable information immediately back and, with no phones, electricity or internet, the ancient system of writing things down had become very important to my sanity. When they took my written books for a third time I am not afraid to say I wept!
Now we could focus my effectively on locating the Lifeline families and clearing out the office which was drenched with rainwater, scattered leaves and papers courtesy of office’s glass doors being destroyed; first blown inwards, then outwards with passing of the hurricane’s eye.
We focused on making home and office functional and welcoming by cleaning up and managing to get the mostly missing roof covered with 13 tarpaulins. With roads still full of debris and fallen electrical cables we continued to carefully venture out to assist those needing help with recovery....
Ben was not well.... high fever 104 and a cut on his leg.... I was panicking about leptospirosis ... we went to the hospital manned by hospital staff from all around the region, not just Dominica. While we waited, as a distraction, we tried to identify the different speaking accents. Finally, Ben was diagnosed with strep throat. There was a room set up with a generator powered air conditioner for those with high fever, but no bed was available. So, I put him on four chairs in the foyer; we could see the stars through the broken roof. Two bags of IV drips and antibiotics later, I took him home before he could something else.
Soon, I again found myself the acting tour guide and we traveled t to Soufriere by boat to look for British passport holders whose children in the UK had reported them missing. We went to look for four and found, 31!
Our next stop was the village of Grandbay. This town is on the Atlantic side and the genteel little boat and wading to the shore that we had done at Soufriere was not on to be done here. We were bundled into life jackets and climbed into an inflated raft which shot down a ramp into the sea only to be flung back on board by an energetic wave. On the second attempt we slid fully into the sea.
When we got to shore I left the soldiers with their guns on the beach and went in search of friends. Many people were sitting on the seawall hoping we had brought food and water. Fortunately, I was able to find the owner of a bus and, by promising that I would pay him if the soldiers did not come up with fare. With help from the transport we made it to the Parliamentary representative’s house where we found the 12 reported missing Brits. The next day we found 70 more!. Several were taken out and the high commission contacted their relatives to arrange tickets back to the UK.
However the helicopter landed on a patch the size of a handkerchief and I was given the command: "Go. Go. Go.” ...and I was out the door, wading through matted grass and falling over broken tree limbs and getting up every few steps. I must have looked like a mixture of Darth Vader and Michelin man!
The couple were waving and shouting and, when they realised it was me, possibly from the way I was shouting out... Is the kettle on?" ...we had a rapturous meeting. They were amazingly untouched and there was evidence of wine drinking and bread baking and she gave the rescuers samples of her art work.
Before leaving them behind, their being secure enough to stay in their home, they showed us a solitary ginger lily that had not been broken. ...a sign of hope!
We scrambled back to the helicopter and left. I was deposited back on the port where I received twelve boxes of Pampers to deliver with love to families in need, from the Navy.
Subsequently the faithful Colonel Buck and his 10 merry soldiers were detailed off to support me in helping a group of 35 mostly vulnerable Brits to catch the ferry to St Lucia.
These folks had a trying time in the hot sun and were eventually bumped off the ferry by a group of Nigerian students who had somehow booked online. The soldiers kindly donated their rations and water and eventually, gently ferried these exhausted old and disabled people by helicopter to the ship. They wined and dined and medically examined those who needed it and kept them safe overnight and eventually got them to Barbados, linking them with their families who were now able to help them back to the UK.
They got used to my eccentric announcements... "Now I am going to tell you another possible lie.....on the basis that everything I have said thus far has possibly been wrong or subject to change." And the best one, "Please take down this number: 1-767-235-8367, my number -- for you to call me when you get home!"
From day 4, post Maria, my life changed and with my flowery honorary consul sunhat on and British label round my neck, I was to be found at the stadium’s temporary heliport or at the port’s temporary ferry terminal trying to help British passport holders get off the island. Holiday makers, people visiting their families the elderly and disabled and some residents whose homes were quite simply gone, needed advice and information which was hard to come by.
I will never forget the family who, with only a backpack each, had had their beautiful home collapse around them, who in trying to get off the island, had run from the stadium to the port and then back to the stadium (per delayed messages I’d received via the sat phone), finally escaping on a huge helicopter... all they while having only military rations to eat for days.
The British told me to look out for the Chinooks!!!! ....huge helicopter transporters with two propellers and Union Jacks on the undersides. Sure enough we saw them come in and land in the direction of the sports stadium.
On day 3, Thursday, my daughter, Miriam, with her bandaged ankle and our house guest Serena, went to investigate. Serena was due to fly back to the UK on Friday and we could not get the car more than 200 yards from the house!
Our daughter is a chip off the old block and apparently approached the British military and was told to come with a case and her passport and that she and others they could be evacuated that day. What a rush!! Before we knew it they were gone and were safely in Barbados with tickets to the UK. By Saturday they were in the UK.
This was the beginning of two extraordinary weeks of being the Focal point for British Nationals in distress........
On September 18, 2017, we were home. Harry and I were enjoying having our family, Renatta 27 (our adapted daughter), Miriam 21 (our daughter) and Ben 18 (our son) and their friend Serena from London with us. We had weathered Hurricane Irma a few days earlier unscathed and had collected relief for friends in BVI and Martin.
We were prepared for a few days of interrupted utilities and tinned food. We had brought things in off the verandah. We have a two story building and so felt safe in our downstairs home. We played cards by lamplight and hoped the reports that Maria was strengthening and heading for us were inaccurate.
We could hear the wind howling and water was coming in under the door we moved the furniture and got mopping! I noticed water coming in round every little pane of glass in the paneled door.
Suddenly the back door exploded o to pieces and flying glass and wood flew across the room towards Miriam. I sheltered Serena against the fridge! Ben, such a hero, took her from me and bundled us both into his room and reached Miriam covered with tiny pieces of glass and pushed us all into an inner bedroom to meet Renatta. His door slammed. Then I realised Ben was not with us .
I don't know what came over me but I ripped that door apart! My boy was holding the double doors closed against the howling wind. "Mum! Mum! Take my TV" no time to argue, I grabbed it off the wall and dumped it on the bed in our dry room. Only then would he leave the doors and what was a tornado churning the kitchen appliances and leaves and even the popcorn ceiling covering, into a liquidized mess.
Harry appeared, having been nearly blown away through the front door when the house became a wind tunnel. We held the doors and tended to Miriam's cut leg and banged head. It could have been much worse. Blood makes everything scarier! I was not sure that she had not cut a blood vessel! I used Harry's handkerchief to make a tourniquet.
The eye came and Ben and Renatta ventured into the kitchen and found the dogs and Kitten, first aid box and food! We had No idea how long we would be stuck in that room. The wind started up again and I covered the window with a blanket lest it burst too.
The bleeding from Miriam's cut stopped and I dressed the wound as best I could. We had the devices in a suitcase. Water was coming in under the doors. Time crawled. It was only 10pm. Would life ever be the same?
By 2am the wind had stopped and I saw lights flashing outside at 3.00, it was the police in Batman capes, probably checking the Minister of Public Works next door. We had no doors! "Officer, over here! We’re here. Five of us; one hurt." Stay put, don't venture out until daylight, was the advice. His name was Mason. He brought reassurance that we were not the only ones left alive.
At daylight we saw our place was trashed. A broken window was patched and taped with black gaffer by Harry in the middle of the drama. Broken glass from photos and windows was all over the floor in inches of water with chopped up leaves. Where did the dirty sand come from? OMG the cat litter tray!!!!!
Every tree in the garden was torn up! A small chicken was mortally wounded! The car and truck were scratched and dented but basically Ok. Next doors windscreen smashed. The galvanized roofing from the roof was a hundred yards away and the front door in the drive. Telegraph poles and wires and debris were blocking all the roads. People were emerging dazed! The place usually so lush and green. Bald! Literally it looked as though a bomb has exploded leaving almost every house roofless....
I had to get Miriam to the hospital expecting half a dozen stitches. We negotiated all the barriers and met the Prime Minister inspecting the damage. At casualty, which was under six inches of water, we were told that it was safer not to stitch after 12 hours and to give her antibiotics and dress every two days. Hmmmm! I was panicking about infection but have three days’ supply of pills.....
I found the High Commission satellite phone which does not really hold charge and tried to call Barbados from a vantage point in a fallen tree. “We are alive! ......No, everything is Not OK.”
The difference between now and Post Hurricane David is that now we are bereaved of our devices. As well as losing loved ones and precious things, we have lost the internet at most locations thus normal communication with our worldwide family of friends. We are a very connected society, and the effects of isolation has been shocking. Cell phone service is limited and then uncertain. Most cannot use computers, due to know electricity or internet. Many do not know if any of their electrical related items are even usable. For those that have generators, their homes rate for inspection to see the damage wiring can even carry current. Note that I am only able to get this blog post on our site by going to a location that provides sporadic “plug-in” electricity and internet connection for computers. When at this location I can quickly send e-mails to some including a person off-island that has volunteered to keep our website and this blog up functioning.
Here on Dominica , we are still greeting people when we meet them with, "How are you?" ...and meaning it. Then followed by, "Have you got a roof? Is your tarp leaking?"
We will never be the same. I have a hundred stories to tell you of the actual night... of getting the vulnerable to safety... of visiting the British Passport Holders in cut off areas... of people stranded without money food or water... But hat is for another day... for now Dominica is surviving and I will report back in as I can... Please review our website for ways of giving and Getting Involved. WE SHALL RISE!
Sincerely – Sister Tina
This article originally appeared in www.sundominica.com July 22, 2016
Stiffer penalties for rape convicts and other indecent acts have been added to the Sexual Offences Amendment Bill of 2016. The Draft Bill was uploaded to government's website on July 8, 2016.
A stiffer penalty is also recommended for a person who is found guilty of gross indecency. In the 1998 Act the penalty was imprisonment for five years."
However, in the new Bill the penalty has been increased to 12 years if the complainant is a person of 16 years of age or more.
It also suggests that if the complainant is a minor under the age of 16 years of age, the convict gets 14 years in jail for a first offence and to imprisonment for 25 years for a subsequent offence.
In the new Bill amendments were added to buggery section of the proposed amendment.
In the Act of 1998 an individual was liable on conviction to imprisonment for 25 years, if committed by an adult on a minor and ten years if committed by an adult on another adult.
The Act also includes imprisonment for five years, if committed by a minor. However, the new Bill contains additions to the last subsection of the section on buggery.
The Bill states: "If the complainant is 14 years of age or more but has not attained the age of 16 years, the convicted minor is liable on conviction to 12 years imprisonment."
Child rights advocate happy with proposed amendment to the Sexual Offences ActTina Alexander, the executive director of Lifeline Ministries says she is pleased with the proposed amendments to the Sexual Offences Act uploaded to the Government's website on July 8, 2016 and scheduled to be debated in parliament before the end of 2016.
"Having seen the Sexual Offences Act Amendment Bill … I was delighted to see that many of the issues that we at Lifeline have been highlighting are addressed, along with those championed by our civil society colleagues", said Alexander in an exclusive interview with the SUN.
She is particularly pleased that an option of sentencing for life will be available to the judiciary for the most heinous rape crimes.
Alexander noted that life imprisonment will be appropriate for instances where rape occur with small children, elderly women, pregnant women and those with profound disability.
"I was also pleased to see that there was recognition of the need to keep reoffenders away from society for good. Most paedophiles reoffend again and again and currently in our Prison Service we do not even have one counsellor for the hundreds of inmates…Repentance is the first step towards reform and I rarely see it," she said.
Alexander added that the Coalition is delighted that mandatory reporting is part of the Bill and will ensure that Dominica can change from a society that covers crime to one that tackles the issue head on.
Alexander added that the issue of marital rape was presented for consideration by the Caribbean Male Action Network (CARIMAN) and that is included in the proposed law.
"This Bill reads very well. I have never understood how people could see that the 'for better for worse' clause in the marriage ceremony could be used to justify the view that the wife has given consent 24/7 for life," she said.
She said no one should be forced to have sex with another person regardless of the relation between the two people.
Alexander stated that the fact that the bill also mentions women forcing men to have sex reflects the world today.
She said that whilst the vast majority of perpetrators of sexual abuse and assault are men, women also abuse both children and adults.
Alexander said that another area included in the Bill that she is pleased with is that of 'sexting' and taking pictures of people engaged in sexual activity without their consent.
"Online porn is a huge problem. It is not a compliment to send someone a picture of your genitals. There are many people indulging in this kind of behaviour and they are not just teenagers, but adults who should know better," she said.
She said parliamentarians have an opportunity to make a strong statement for protecting children and youth in Dominica by passing the Bill.
Alexander said that she looks forward to the day when the police and Director of Public Prosecution office have rape kits and a DNA bank so that there will not be a need to depend on the child victim to identify the accused.
"We are calling for the introduction of a family division in the High Court equipped with cameras and one-way mirrors and videoed professional disclosure interviews admitted as evidence. This requires more legislative change but if it can happen once it can happen again," she said.
The Victim Supporters Graduation was followed by an informal Solidarity Concert with contributions from Ras Mo (song/poetry), Michelle Belle (Poetry), Martin Alexander (song) Aaron Hamilton (song & poetry) Vinlyz Dailey (poetry) Miriam Alexander (poetry) Verlana Williams (poetry) Jade Leatham (song) Irma Joseph (Poetry). The concert was effectively chaired by a member of the Lifeline Teen Support Group.
Here is my daughters cover of Body Love Mary Lambert.