BATTEN down the hatches, tie down your chooks
Don’t mind all the tourists’ weird looks
Yes here comes a cyclone it’s just off the coast Generally somewhat prepared, well better than most Gone will be the geni’s, the torches, the bread
Forget getting any milk, gotta keep the beers cold instead Get all the important things stored away
It will make for great tall tales in the wake of the TC Debbie day
Taped up windows, the last to be done
Last run into town for batteries ..... bugger they’ve got none
Move the caravan? Or will she be right?
Hope the power stays on, at least for tonight
Keep the kids calm and try to keep your cool
Even as you watch the neighbours shed fly into your pool
Marvel at the strength of the clothesline
Seeming to touch its toes The majesty of the great gum tree
Now pointing horizontally as the wind blows
Peeled off tin wrapped around a majestic tree Creaking and swaying seeming to be aimed right at me Wasn't that roof in the right place today?
Hang on, not my roof ..... looks like that’s where she will stay The kids exclaim .... Mum you said it’d only last a couple of hours
Why mum why are we sleeping where we are supposed to have showers?
Why is the dog okay with the cat in this small space? And why are there tears running down your face? When will the wind stop, where is she now, we sit and wait to hear
Telling stories of storms lived through trying to help the kids manage their fear
What the heck was that noise? Is that the tree, the shed, the car?
I can’t see my parents bus, I hope they don’t get blown too far
Count the number of times the tree hits the house
Then freak out when all of a sudden, it’s quiet as a mouse Is that the eye? The kids stare at the window in wonder Then the roar of the jet engine starts and the house starts to shudder
Here she comes, the mongrel bitch
And the wind, it starts to blow The horses stand their butts to the rain
How they stay there I’ll never know
Debris flying through the air Targeting every thing in sight
The smallest of twigs injuring without a care
We all wonder if we will ever be alright
'All this rainwater and not a drop to drink'
My wise dad comments and we stop and think
All our freshwater gone and our mind draws a blank Makes you wonder why we didn’t check the pipe was still there to go into the tank Stripped bare and naked the trees stand tall
Who is this bitch TC Debbie after all?
She tried to take the wind out
from under our sails
But community strength and pride always prevails
She has tested our strength and yes we did falter
But our comeback will be magnificent and that is something she can not alter I don’t want to whinge and whine
But I feel blessed I wasn’t blown right past Proserpine I’m thankful to have known, not to stay anywhere near Bowen
Airlie Beach thankfully not blown too far out of our reach So in the middle I did stay, to
watch this community soldier on through another day Thank you to all who have helped us return to our feet To show that nasty TC Debbie that we cannot be beat I WILL never forget the moment the power came back on after 12 days following Cyclone Debbie.
I was cleaning my unit (because at least the running water had returned) and had decided to call it a day just after 5pm.
I was about to head down to my boat but having heard reports of fires in homes where power had been restored, I decided to switch all the power points off.
I had just squeezed myself under the bed to reach the last one, when I looked up to see the ceiling fan blades start to move.
“But there’s no breeze,” I thought to myself.
Then they started to spin faster and I barely dared to hope the power was back.
Let’s just say I have never been so excited to flick a light switch in my life and judging by the cheers I heard from the neighbouring streets, everyone around me felt the same.
On behalf of all our readers who I know share this sentiment, I would like to thank the wonderful Ergon and Energex workers, many of whom left their own homes and families to help.
I would also like to pay tribute to all the amazing volunteers and other service organisations and groups who have given so selflessly to help our Whitsunday community get back on its feet.