The odor that wafted into the nostrils of Esa as he waded through the flood water was similar to that of fresh fish and dead plants, making him feel a little bit nauseous. Two weeks ago the same road that was now occupied with flood water would have been bustling with life at all levels. The bleating of a goat strolling by would have been heard and the crowing of a rooster would have filled the air. Children would be running around with barely any clothes on their backs and adults would be busy with chatting with each other. But it was not two weeks ago, it was the present and more than half of the village land was occupied with flood water, causing the people to vacate their homes and to find shelter at the village town hall-one of the few locations where the flood had not gotten to.

The curve of a small smile settled on Esa's dark face as he spotted his two friends on a canoe just at the end of the flooded road. He quickened his steps, the water rising higher on his body at every step that took him closer to where the canoe was. By the time he finally made it to where the canoe was, the water level around him reached his waist. Taking the outstretched hand of one of his friends, he took a leap into the canoe, and after which he exchanged some morning greetings with his friends, for the sun was just peeping out from the far horizon.

The next moment he and his friends got into preparation for the work ahead of them-fishing. They fixed the fishing line on the thin bamboo sticks, picked up the bait-worm-from a deep bowl-and fixed it on the fishing line. Done with preparing the fishing line, Esa picked up the only paddle in the canoe and started paddling, gradually propelling the wooden canoe to their site of fishing, the rhythmic upward and downward movement of his wide shoulder blades very visible from his bare back as he paddled. The more he pushed the paddle in and out of the deep brown water, the more the tiny beads of sweat on his back multiplied. A school of very tiny fishes swam past the corner of the canoe and the sight stole a smile from Esa.

The boys made small talks as they went on with their journey. The lankiest of them all complained about the state government's negligence of their plight while the stout one complained about the shortage of food in the village after many farmlands were submerged and destroyed by the flood. Esa only listened to their complaints and wished that things would miraculously get better for them all.

Esa withdrew the paddle from the water when they finally got to their destination-a site just in front of a big old church. The water level was extremely high here and could reach Esa at his neck if he decided to dive in. The three boys got into work by throwing in the baited fishing lines into the deep water.

Esa tightened his grip on his bamboo stick as he started to feel a weight pulling on it. A fish had eaten his bait and was hooked. His hands still tight on the bamboo stick, he pulled it out with a force enough to land the fish and the fishing line inside the canoe. He carefully freed the fish from the hook, making sure that his hands were safe from the mouth of the sharp hook, and then he gently threw the fish-about the size of his wide palms-into a bucket filled with water. The fish that was gasping for water before, swam giddily in the bucket of water the moment it was thrown in, probably not aware that the newly found freedom was a temporary one.

Esa had just thrown into the water his fishing line for the second time when he and the other boys saw a boy about the age of twelve paddling past them. The boy had a thick long hair and was only on khaki shorts. From the way he held his makeshift paddle which was a long, thick bamboo stick, Esa could deduce that he wasn't so experienced with using a canoe. And again, the makeshift canoe-made with bigger bamboo sticks tied together horizontally and vertically-wasn't steady on the water. The other thing that gave Esa the greatest worry was the direction that the young boy was paddling his canoe to-behind the church building-where the water current was extremely high.

"Where are you going to!" Esa had to cry out to the boy, gaining the attention of his two other friends in the process.

"To fish!" the boy replied with a firm voice.

Esa could already tell that the the boy was going to fish from the bamboo stick and bucket that was on the boy's canoe. What he didn't understand was why the boy wanted to go to a place farther than where they were.

"The current is too high over there!" Esa cautioned.

"I know. It's okay!" the boy replied and turned his back against Esa, giving Esa a clue that he had already made up his mind. Esa sighed and focused again on his fishing.

"Why are you bothering yourself?" his stout friend, Onis asked.

"He looks too young. I don't think he can handle the current over there," Esa replied, the skin of his forehead furrowed. A fish got caught up in Onis' hook before he could say anything back in reply, so he focused on drawing the fishing line out instead.

"Why are the fishes treating my hook as if it's without a bait," the tallest among them, Mekie complained loudly, making Esa and Onis to laugh at him.

"Keep trying and don't give up yet." Esa patted Mekie on his back.

Mekie grudgingly drew out his fishing line from the water and fixed in a new bait on the hook, before sinking it back into the water again. But a terrific sight suddenly flashed before him just at the moment he turned around to drop the hook back into the water.
With wide open eyes, he finally released coherent words from his mouth. "Where is the boy?"

Esa and Onis instinctively knew who Mekie was referring to so with their fishing sticks still in their hands, they simultaneously turned around to meet with the sight that immediately replicated on their faces the same horrified look that Mekie had on his. The empty canoe of the young boy was just at a distance a little bit far from theirs, and being rocked by the fierce water currents.

Esa's eyes quickly roamed the region before him and they suddenly landed on what looked like the head of a human, just some few meters away from the empty canoe. The head suddenly disappeared but then reappeared again. It was only then Esa realized that it was indeed the head of a human and not an animal.

"He is over there!" Mekie shouted, as he too had now seen the boy who was trying to raise up his hands. The water current was taking him farther and farther away from them at every passing second. Esa had to act fast so he immediately drew out his fishing line and placed it on the canoe.

"What are you doing?" Onis quickly held unto Esa's hands.

"I need to go!"

"It's too dangerous. You said it yourself, the water current is too much!" Mekie tried to make Esa change his decision of risking his own life to save the boy.

Esa had a lot going through his mind. He remembered the six-year-old girl who had drown a few days ago. Rumors went around that the little girl had gone to take her bath alone at the village river-which water level was almost two times higher than usual. He knew her and he had wished that he was there to save her. He had an opportunity to save someone now and he couldn't let it go by. Yes, the water current was much but he trusted his swimming skills. He was the best in swimming among his peers. Without heeding to the persistent pleas of his friends, he quickly dived into the water and started swimming forward and away from their canoe. He propelled one arm after the other with as much speed that he could possibly muster.

The more he tried to close up the great gap between him and the drowning boy, the more the current took the boy away from him. It was becoming frustrating. He increased the power of his strokes, causing him to involuntarily gulp in some of the contaminated flood water. His hope came alive again when he noticed that the boy had managed to hold onto a twig from a small tree. Swimming along the direction of the water current made it easier for him to get closer to where the boy was, but then, he couldn't help but to dread what would happen when swimming back to the canoe.

A few more strokes and he finally reached where the boy was. He extended his right hand to the boy who had the most frightened look he had ever seen. The chest of the boy got elevated and depressed at every second due to his erratic breathing. The boy took Esa's hand and afterward he wrapped his hands around the neck of Esa.

Esa turned around and started swimming against the current-the part he dreaded the most. Sharp pains were already emanating from his biceps and his eyes were hurting him. He gathered up some courage and tried to overcome the force of the current that was very well against him. He felt choked as the boy's grip on his neck suddenly became tighter. The boy was traumatized and scared. Making single strokes with only one of his hands, Esa tried to use his other hand to free the tight hold of the boy around his neck but it was fruitless. He had only one option left-bear the temporary discomfort and focus on the important task of swimming to safety with the boy.

The more his muscles became weaker, the more he pushed himself above his limits. He could see his friends now, they were waving at him. Slowly and steadily, he was beginning to close the gap between his friends and him. He was beyond exhausted by the time he reached the canoe. With the help of his friends he was pulled into the canoe along with the boy.

The faint voices of his friends congratulating him appeared to be floating in the air. His breathing was rapid and he couldn't feel his numb legs. He fought to keep his eyelids open but they threatened to shut his eyes. He looked beside him and saw that the boy appeared to be alright. He took in a deep breath of relief and smiled. In the next seconds that passed by he became tired of fighting to keep his eyes open so he let his fatigue win over his body. His eyes slowly shut and he fell into a deep and peaceful sleep.

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A/N: This story is a fictional work that was inspired by the recent flooding in my village. Within this story is a glimpse of what Flood Victims go through. The picture used above and for the book cover were taken recently.