I remember as a kid, we get typhoons...my mom would just throw a blanket against the glass doors and my brother and I and her would put chairs against it and hold it if it shook very badly. As kids, we thought it was fun plus we know there's be no school the next day.

There was never water the next day nor electricity. And I can remember the three of us going down to the local well and there would be a line rationing out water...

I don't know why, but the memory is actually kinda bitter sweet cause I remember I would always run into my friends and we'd end up chatting and playing never noticed the worries on the adults' faces...