Living in NSW and a fair bit distance to Victoria, I had never thought that I could offer my hands in any possible way to help with bushfire. Though my work covers right up to the southern Eastern of NSW and till the VIC border, it seems that the possibility of our region getting affected by fire is quite low.

Anyway I happened to come across a client today , who is in the force and was called away twice so far to go to VIC to fight the bushfire. Now he was asking help when he is away in a very soon future.

No doubt he will get green lights from us. There was almost no intake required to seek any approval. He will get as much as what he needs instead of what we normally can do, because to provide service in this circumstance to help people who helps others, it’s actually a great honour.

It reminded me my childhood time in the primary school. We used to go to some families’ houses to help with domestic chaos. Those families lost their sons in the war. We, a herd of 8 yo kids went in, talked loudly, tried to help but actually made a big messy while mopping and swapping the floor and dusting the furniture. It was a part of education to aim to gain us some sort of compassion and some hands-on skills, but all I can remember is the noise we made and hard dark concrete floor in those houses.

Why the memory occurred this time? I don’t know. There is no necessary relation between this VIC bushfire help and my childhood experience. Now I even don’t know why I mentioned it.