'We owned a one-room house in Regent, where the mudslide happened. Luckily we were not at home, otherwise we would have all died. There is nothing left where our house stood, nothing. So many neighbors and people in the community died.
Many have suffered – losing their family, their house, their business. My husband still has a business, he sells slippers and underwear in the market, but trade is hard and now that we have to find somewhere new to rent and have to replace everything, I don’t know what we will do.
I was pregnant when the mudslide happened and since then we have been sleeping on the floor at my parents' house with many other family members. There is not space and it is very difficult. I was at the camp for affected people when I went into labor. It was very busy and noisy, with people sleeping everywhere and trying to cook or get something to eat. I started to have pains. They were so severe I thought I would have the baby right there.
The baby is fine, we think. I am sad about everything but, about that, I am happy. He is a boy and I will call him George, when it’s time for the naming ceremony. I have another son called Christian, he is four. I really want him to go to school, but we have no money to pay. It worries me. Christian is a good boy. He smiles a lot and he is happy he has a brother. What can I do for him? There is just no money now. No way to pay for school.'