Today on the news, I saw a very heartbreaking scene.
Wildfires are still raging across California. Taxpayers are paying about three
billion dollars a year. Approximately thirty percent of these costs go to
protecting homes. This is due to the lack of rain causing a drought. Last year
in Arizona, nineteen firefighters lost their lives trying to put out a
scorching fire. If the community does not try to fix the problem now, it is
expected to get worse. This means more fires, more homeless citizens, and fewer
resources.
This is heartbreaking to me because I know what it is like
to have a house fire and lose everything. The fire first started in the
basement and I was sleeping in the living room, right above the fire. When I woke
up it was very smoky. I remember all the fire trucks, firefighters, and police officers’
rushing to make sure everyone was safe.
The only thing we had left was my mother and father’s
wedding album, our dog, and my mother and father’s wedding rings. We had to
stay in a hotel and sneak our dog in for a few nights until my parents could
figure out what to do. At school, people gave me toys and clothes because we
did not have much and all the money we did have, had to be saved to get us a
new place. Thankfully, we were able to get an apartment until my father
finished building our house that we live in now. Every day I am thankful I have
a roof under my head because there are people and children out there who are
either living in a shelter or on the street.
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