You open your eyes, back in the moment again.\n\n[[Take a breath|Now...]]
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!Lisa vs. the Tornado\n\n[[Time to remember... (mind your volume)|Wake up]]\n<<display "loadAudio">>\n <<display "replace">>\n\n\n<<silently>>\n<<set $joy=0>>\n<<set $curiosity=0>>\n<<set $worry=0>>\n<<set $finalStat = "">>\n<<endsilently>>
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You’re away at college now. A tornado warning has come and gone, and you’re out after a drive for an errand of some sort. The memory is fuzzy. The sun is out but the air still feels strange, and your sense is that this isn’t quite over yet.\n\n<<if $curiosity > 0>>\nAll little signs that you’ve learned over the years to sate your curiousity are there. The sky is yellow with hail. The leaves are blowing silver side up (which every couple of years the conclusion flips back and forth on whether this actually means something or remains an old wive’s tale).\n<<endif>><<if $joy > 0>>\nThe weathermen on the radio were less amusing and dramatic on the drive out, so you presume this to mean some level of safety. But they are still chattering.\n<<endif>><<if $worry > 0>>\nOn the drive out you saw a dog ambling along beside the road, and wondered if someone else had been worried sick about the pup 20 minutes prior when the storm came through. You hope he gets home soon, so someone can breathe easier.\n<<endif>>\n\nYou should probably get back to campus soon, [[but you can’t stop looking at where the house used to be.|The Not-House]]\n\n
You are 12 years old. Whenever the sirens go off you think of the old house, the old routine, and you remember how not to be afraid.\n\n<<if $joy > 0>>\nThough the world tries to frighten you with foreshadowing of imminent tornado - loud cracks of thunder, <span class="switch">lightning flashes</span> and sudden gusty wind and a round of hail for good measure - you smile as you bring pick up the cat to take him to the basement. This is because you are remembering the Fowlers and your midnight tornado basement parties. You think of them whenever you see a backgammon set. The Fowlers live far away now and have their own basement, but you still see them often, and feel warm for the sirens to have reminded you of them.\n<<endif>><<if $curiosity > 0>>\nAs you hunt around for the cats to take them to the basement, you recall the sense of curiosity the tornado inspired. You never did verify what people meant when they said tornados sounded like trains, but you concluded over time that they were probably talking about the sound the wind made.\n<<endif>><<if $worry > 0>>\nStray is crouched in the hall, looking around wide-eyed at the sirens, and you pick him up to bring him to the basement. He was fine that night 6 years ago afterall, and he doesn’t go outside anymore, so it’s less of a worry to make sure he’s safe when tornado season rolls around.\n\nWith the pets deposited safely in the basement, you and your family disregard all the tornado safety you’ve ever been taught and go back upstairs. You know, to have a better look at the storm. It is definitely not a safe decision, but you don’t care. You are thwarting the tornado, afterall.\n<<endif>>\n\nHow to stave off the fear this time...\n\n* You go into the garage. The garage door is open and [[you want to have a better look at how hail works...|Hail]]\n* You turn on the TV to watch the meteorologists. [[They get so funny during tornadoes!|The Meteorologists]]\n* [[You start to worry about things you left upstairs|Doggy]]
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<<set $worry += 1>>\n\nThe cats are safe and sound and you are not safe and sound, but you aren’t worried about yourself. You’re wondering if you should go back upstairs and move some other things to safety. Doggy is up there. You are 12 years old and feel a twinge of embarrassment in worrying about the safety of a stuffed toy, which is the only thing preventing you from dashing back up the stairs and escorting it to the safety of the basement. But it is easier to worry.\n\nIf the tornado hit here and destroyed the house, and you came up safe from the basement and realized the stuffed dog you’ve had since birth was gone, would you feel guilty? Probably. You are 12 years old but you still project emotion onto inanimate objects.\n\nYou run upstairs to grab Doggy.\n\n[[There is worry but not fear.|Move]]
You are 33 years old.\n\nYou don’t live where there are tornadoes anymore, but sometimes you go home to visit. You aren’t afraid of them anymore. In fact, you get a little nostalgic for them.\n\nBut the tornado has presumably figured this out. It has changed its tactics again. It has given up on fear, but it has discovered how your pain works. When the pressure changes dramatically, it is very painful, and this has gotten worse over the years. Dramatic pressure changes are what tornadoes do best!\n\nAnd so, the sirens are going, and you are laying here and listening half with nostalgia and half curled up and hurting. But your old weapons might work.\n\n<<if $joy is 3>>\nYou have cemented in your mind the association between tornadoes and joy, comaraderie, and love. A tornado means a party in the basement and laughing and dramatic weathermen together, and those sirens will always make you smile.\n<<else if $joy is 2 and $curiosity is 1>>\nThese days you mostly associate tornadoes with happy memories. Time spent huddling in basements with friends, but also a touch of curiousity at these disasters and how they work.\n<<else if $joy is 2 and $worry is 1>>\nFor the most part, hearing tornado sirens makes you smile, remembering time spent with friends, laughing in the face of fear. There is an occasional twinge of worry in your memories, but it combats the fear all the same.\n<<endif>><<if $curiosity is 3>>\nThere is no feeling that the tornado can inspire so much as curiosity. They have always been mystifying forces of nature to you, and so hearing the sirens makes you wonder, curious to discover their inner workings. Nothing combats fear so much as the desire to learn.\n<<else if $curiosity is 2 and $joy is 1>>\nTornadoes have for the most part inspired wonder in you throughout the years. A siren means curiosity about some element of how the storm works, with the touch of a smile at the happy memory of spending time with friends during this sort of inclement weather.\n<<else if $curiosity is 2 and $worry is 1>>\nFor the most part, hearing tornado sirens makes you feel curious. You've always had some sense of wonder about how they work, though tinged with worry over how their power can affect others.\n<<endif>><<if $worry is 3>>\nThrough all the years, you have trained yourself to offload fear for your own safety onto the wellbeing of others. Nevermind if you are safe, what of the pets outside? What of the kids worrying about their toys? It may not be healthy to worry, and the sirens may still have a negative connotation, but it has still overcome fear.\n<<else if $worry is 2 and $joy is 1>>\nWhen you hear those sirens, you now disregard fear of your own wellbeing to worry about how the storm is affecting others. Occasionally a warm memory of being among friends will reinforce this, so that there is so much love in your heart that there's no room for fear.\n<<else if $worry is 2 and $curiosity is 1>>\nTornadoes no longer make you afraid, but they do make you worry. Some curiosity about them has meant that you understand how they work a little better, and thus how they can affect others. You worry about the fear that other people have and it means you don't have that fear yourself.\n<<endif>><<if $joy is 1 and $curiosity is 1 and $worry is 1>>\nYou've always coped with tornadoes by reacting to them in a variety of ways. Sometimes you remember them with fondness, thinking of time you spend with friends seeking refuge from the storm. Sometimes you remember with worry and love for the wellbeing of others. Sometimes you remember them with a childlike scientific curiosity. At any rate, you've always found a way to push your fear away by feeling something else. \n<<endif>>\n\nMaybe this will work on the pain.\n<<if $joy >= 2>>\nYou remember and you smile.\n<<elseif $curiosity >= 2>>\nYou remember and you wonder.\n<<elseif $worry >= 2>>\nYou remember and you worry.\n<<endif>>\n\n[[You remember|Credits]]
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<<set $joy += 1>>\n\nSome moments before when the sirens went up and the storm raged, you had actually been scurrying across campus trying to make it back to your dorm. The fact that there wasn’t a single other student in sight clued you off that this was perhaps a mistake, and that you should have stayed where you were, but you picked up your pace just as the wind picked up to be a little on the frightening side. You didn’t get far, though. The dining hall was closed for meals, but as you ran past it, one of the workers came out the door to flag you down and beckon you inside.\n\nYou leapt through the door just as the rain poured down and a that-probably-would-have-given-me-a-concussion branch blew past. You laughed. She laughed, then shooed you down to the basement.\n\nThe workers were down here but also a handful of other students who had presumably been caught outside and flagged down. Everyone smiled and laughed as you joined them. You hadn’t even known that this building had a basement at all! Much better being in here, with flashlights, than back at the dorms when you thought about it. College kids were notoriously underprepared for tornadoes, <span class="switch">and you weren’t allowed to have candles in the dorms anyway.</span>\n\nYou chatted and laughed and had a break from the rigors of study. You befriended the dining hall servers in a new way, and would recognize one another more easily when things went back to normal, due to your shared ordeal. It was very much like a party.\n\n[[Remembering this when standing and looking at the not-house helped combat the fear.|Open your eyes]]
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It's dark outside so you couldn't see a tornado in the distance even if you wanted to. Just a stormy night, otherwise. The only indication that there even could be one out there hunting? The siren. And you don’t quite understand how they know one is coming. \n\nYou've never actually seen a tornado. Not in real life, I mean, but seeing the one on the horizon in the beginning of the //Wizard of Oz// gives you nightmares. \n\nYou are afraid of tornadoes.\n\nEach season, though, you learn a little bit about how to combat the fear. Your 6-year-old mind has at least learned that you can fight fear by feeling something else instead.\n\nBare feet hit the floor, you grab Doggy off the bed, and the sirens wail on as you head to the basement. <span class="switch">The power's not out yet but everyone has flashlights all the same.</span> You glance out the storm door before heading downstairs, but it's all dark and wind. The door is unlocked for a reason. Take a deep breath and feel...\n\n*[[Excited|Backgammon]]\n*[[Curious|Trains]]\n*[[Worried|Stray]]
Lisa vs. the Tornado
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<<set $joy += 1>>\n\nYour parents already have the TV on, so you sit down to join them. There’s a TV in the basement, but the basement in this house isn’t as cozy as the old one with the backgammon storm parties. The downstairs TV is just good for the Genesis. Up here, we start teasing the weathermen. \n\nYou suppose that there’s not many chances for meteorologists to be dramatic. Daily highs and lows and cold fronts must get dreary after awhile, and so you can only imagine that the weathermen welcome a good storm, ESPECIALLY a tornado. We switch through local news stations, not for up-to-date-news on if there’s been an actual touchdown, but to compare who is more entertaining to watch.\n\nDisheveled ties and flailing arms to pan through greenscreen displays and taking calls from people who think they might’ve seen a funnel cloud and what should they do? And then the weathermen demand in exasperation that the eyewitness go to the basement (we may feel a little guilty when this occurs, our cats tucked safely in the basement with us upstairs to see the storm better, but we laugh all the same).\n\nMeteorologists never get a chance to be dramatic. Let them have fun. Let them have their moment. \n\n[[There’s no fear here today.|Move]]
You are back in the moment. You shift where you lay and the weather is crushing you, so you close your eyes and [[remember from a later time.|Twelve years old]]
<<set $curiosity += 1>>\n\nThe basement is busy - the weather channel going, your parents digging for the battery operated radio (<span class="switch">the lights flickered and threatened to go out</span>), your basementless neighbors arriving and coming down the stairs to join your family in this storm season routine. But you move across the room to listen outside beyond the sirens.\n\nYou had asked long ago how you can tell that the tornado is almost here, and your mom told you that a tornado sounded like a train. A freight train, specifically. So you sit and listen and wonder. What does that mean when they say it sounds like a train? \n\nDo they mean a train whistle? Do they mean the sound of a train moving along the tracks?\n\nThat sound there, that gusty wind, is that train-like? Is the tornado coming now? You feel more curious than anything, and continue to wonder...why did they specify a freight train? You realize you’ve never heard any other kind of train before. What do *those* sound like, you wonder? And why are there no trains like that around here? You’ve seen pictures of them in books, but never in real life.\n\nWhat makes a tornado sound like a train?\n\n[[You ponder and wonder and there is no more fear tonight.|Remember]]
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<<set $curiosity += 1>>\nHow is that table still standing? You remember a story your teacher told you in gradeschool about the really bad tornadoes that came through your hometown in the 70s. It had gone by her house, breaking the windows and pulling out porch furniture and launching them three yards over. And yet, she remembered that a bag of marshmallows that had been laying on the porch had remained in the exact same place. Why had the tornado sucked up heavy porch furniture but left a bag of marshmallows untouched?\n\nHad the same thing happened here with this tiny table? The precision of a tornado’s destruction was fascinating to you. Left and right the houses stand, but here their neighbor ceases to exist, and you can follow the path of destruction further on through the trees.\n\nYou roll these mysteries over in your head, how did a tornado work such that this could happen? Was there a location threshold for what got sucked in and what didn’t? What properties contributed to something being consumed or skipped? And most importantly, why had your gradeschool teacher left a bag of marshmallows laying on the porch in the first place?\n\n[[The world is suddenly full of mystery, there is no room for fear.|Open your eyes]]
<<set $worry += 1>>\nWere these people picking through the wreckage the family who lived here? They seemed far too calm to be so. There were kids who lived here, and now their home was gone. Would this be harder on the kids or the parents? Maybe the children were more adaptable. Maybe they would worry more about their stuffed animals.\n\nYour stomach sunk, and you hoped that the children had brought their stuffed toys with them to the basement. Logically it seemed a silly thing to worry about, shouldn’t you instead worry about if these people had a place to go? You remember watching something in some social-justice related class in high school (it was a Catholic school, hence the social justice). It was about a family who was homeless because their home had been destroyed by a tornado, and the stigmas they faced, because everyone assumed that the homeless were so through some fault of their own.\n\nIt had been a paradigm shift for you, and you struggle to resolve this greater worry with the worry over if the kids had gotten their stuffed toys to safety. \n\n[[Either way, there isn’t any fear.|Open your eyes]]
The tornado came straight through here, and there was a house in this place. There is still a house on the left, and another on the right, but here in the middle is just a pile of rubble and debris and people picking through, no urgency. You take this to mean that no one was hurt.\n\nYou only assume that the tornado has grown angry with your snubbing, and so has changed its strategy. Up to now it’s just been a lurking threat, but it has decided to hit close to home. The old fear starts coming back, so you pick your weapon, and let your mind wander…\n\n* You feel a sense of distress when spotting toys among the wreckage, and [[worry...|Who lived here]]\n* You stare, inquisitive, at a patio table that is standing perfectly upright amidst the ruin of everything else, [[and wonder...|The Marshmallow Phenomenon]]\n* You recall spending the tornado in the dining hall basement with your friends, [[and smile...|Party in the Basement]]\n
<<set $worry += 1>>\n\nIt is easier to worry about others to push aside your own fear, so you linger a moment at the landing near the storm door, watching outside. You breathe a little easier when your neighbors arrive. The Fowlers do not have a basement, and so come over when the sirens go, even in the middle of the night. You always worry about them when you imagine them running over from next door, for what if the tornado were to arrive in that very moment?\n\nNow you shift your worry to something else. Stray wasn’t in the house when the sirens went off. He’s still outside somewhere. You move to the basement but stay at the bottom of the stairs so you can still see the storm door, in case his face were to appear or in case you would hear him meow, so you could rush upstairs and let him in. \n\nHe doesn’t appear.\n\nLast tornado season when this happened you desperately wanted to go out and find him. Your parents have assured you that he is a resourceful cat and will know how to take care of himself in bad weather, but you worry. What if he is afraid? Do cats know that you are supposed to find a basement when the tornado sirens go off, and stay away from upstairs?\n\nYou sit and you worry and it fills you up enough that you [[can’t feel your own fear anymore. |Remember]]
You come out of your memory and roll over, curling tighter. There's some comfort in the motion even though you aren't really getting rid of the pain.\n\nYou close your eyes again and [[remember from a later time|In College]]
<<set $curiosity += 1>>\n\nYou go out into the attached garage, where the garage door is wide open and your parents are sitting on lawn chairs at its edge, watching the storm cascade down outside, like they were on the beach watching the ocean. The hail is coming down and some of it clatters into the garage. You pick one up and take a look - dense, marble-shaped ice. It is a wonder to you that the deep summer storm season is what makes ice fall from the sky.\n\nIt is a wonder to you, how hail works. You remember learning the difference between hail and sleet, and will later in life be embarrassed at your 12-year-old pedantic frustration at people who got them mixed up. Sleet was just rain that froze because it was cold. It was a winter thing. Hail was different. Hail happened in the heat of summer, from the updraft in the storm cloud, pushing the water higher and higher and gaining more layers of ice until it is too heavy even for the power of the storm wind.\n\nIf the tornado comes, you will just go back inside. There will be time. \n[[You are too busy wondering how hail works to be afraid.|Move]]
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Lisa Brown
<<set $joy += 1>>\n\nThe fear gets pushed aside by your excitement that the Fowlers will be coming over soon. They do not have a basement, and so it is understood that when the sirens start blaring, they come over to your house. There's something about having your friends come over so far after bedtime that thrills the 6-year-old brain, so reliant on routine. Sure enough, there they are!\n\nThe storm door opens and amidst greetings and laughter, the entire family hurries down the basement stairs. For a time it is a bit like a party. For you at least. The grown-ups are gathered around watching the weather station, but the kids get to play.\n\nAt the moment you are all thwarting the tornado by pushing chips around on a backgammon board. Supposedly playing? You have no idea how to play backgammon. \n\n\n[[There is no more fear tonight.|Remember]]