Yesturday morning we set off early for Brisbane Terrace Goodna with spades and brooms in hand to see what we could do to help. Eddy and my Grandparents both lived on Brisbane Terrace during the 1974 floods so we knew what to expect with the mess and mud. What overwhelmed us were the amount of people who were pouring into the area to help it was amazing. You hear about the skum who go around looting but good people far outweigh the bad. It was so heart breaking to go into someones home and get all thire posessions and put them on the side of the road. Then we had to start shovelling out the mud which was thick through the houses and hose everything down, often ceilings and walls had collapsed. More than once i had to turn away so no one would see me crying but it just broke my heart seeing people so distressed after losing everything. There were people cooking burgers, making coffee, a young girl came around with homemade biscuits every one there were just doing there bit to help. I took peoples clothes home to wash, the mud and smell was terrible i thought i would never get the mud out but after a few washes you would never know they had been under water for a few days. When i took them back today they were so gratfull they are staying in emergency accomodation but at least they have fresh clothes to wear. I don't i will ever forget what i have seen in the last few days and i know many people will feel the same even if you you are not directly affected. The scenes on TV and things you hear are just heartbreaking.
