Tornado Shelter Quotes

They call me The Tornado. But for you, Jewel, I want to be the shelter to your storm.

But the small cloud which appeared in the northwest four months ago had blown up into a mighty storm and then into a screaming tornado,sweeping away her world, whirling her out of her sheltered life,and dropping her down in the midst of this still,haunted desolation.

They called him The Tornado. But he was proving to be the shelter to my storm.

Maybe they had bomb shelter protocols, tornado basement procedures, places they went when a force of great destruction arrived. He imagined all those women and children tucked into some dark, airless bunker and wondered at the idea that they’d fled because of him. This didn’t make him feel powerful. Instead it gave him a different perspective on what had just happened. A strange man showed up in the middle of the night screaming that he was a god, demanding vengeance on his wife. Why wouldn’t these women and children be terrified?

Hundreds of ladybugs had taken shelter from the winter in the crevices of the decayed windows. From there, they broke into the apartment in commando squads. My joy at that first sighting of the ladybug spreading its lower winglets on the rim of the jam glass, flashing three spots of fortune, soon turned into something tragic and Greek, a bloodied slaughter. Like in Ajax, I had to pluck ladybugs from my toothbrush every evening and in the morning shake out my shirt that, overnight, was infested with too much luck, and at lunch, I'd fish kamikazee-ladybugs out of my soup bowl, their Etna's crater in the middle of the round kitchen table. When I shut my eyes and held the hose to my ear and heard the little crackle of tiny bodies sucked into the eye of the tornado, I couldn't remain neutral. Putting away the vacuum, I consoled myself with sentences of friends who, after a beer or three, like to repeat to me the axiom that sooner or later, living in the city, each person discovers himself to be the murder of his own happiness. They were genuine Berlin ladybugs, they'd occupied the windows illegally like my friends in apartments from which they were later evicted.

The fatality study wasn’t an intellectual exercise. It was intended to be a wake-up call for the nation. Tornadoes are dangerous and deadly, and they can happen anywhere. And tornado fatalities are likely to be higher outside Tornado Alley. In the twister-prone states, people are better educated about storms and shelters.

Imagine this garden; one you’ve planted from seed, cultivated with love. When the seeds break the ground, they seek sunshine, warmth, and nutrients. The seeds have no control over the weather. They are as dependent on it as we are on our minds. You may have control over the location of your garden, the frequency with which you tend to it, and the amount of care you give it, but you can’t control the weather. It may be sunny one day, rainy the next. You prop the vines in the hopes they will flourish once the rain passes. And they may, until the next rain comes. The weather changes, sometimes without warning. Sometimes you can see it coming, much like the triggers a depressed person avoids, and you try to protect the plants before the storm. The intensity of the labor can get frustrating, especially if there is no relief in sight. One day, a tornado or hurricane passes through. Even though you see it on the horizon, you can’t stop it and you may not be able to seek shelter soon enough. The plants are torn from their roots, the garden completely destroyed. You may have thought you could protect it yourself, that the storm wouldn’t be that bad, or you simply didn’t know how or were afraid to ask for help. Your neighbors and family couldn’t help or didn’t know you needed help. The garden is gone. This is the way of depression; if you don’t have it, it’s very difficult to understand this cycle.

significant structural damage to a basement, the foundation of the home. The need for shelter from hurricanes and tornadoes was non-existent.

MAY I HAVE YOUR ATTENTION. This is not a drill. Line up with your classes following tornado shelter-in-place procedures. I repeat, this is not a drill. Everyone, proceed to the gym as quickly as possible. Do not return to your lockers; do not leave the building.

It sucked a shelter out of the ground. Like…a tornado shelter. That was buried in the ground,

The second shortcoming was the uncertain durability of the old building’s structural frame on which the new structure of Shelter leaned. These supports had been weakened by the explosion and fire. It was not possible to measure their strength or durability. In the case of a strong earthquake, which happens in this area once every one hundred to two hundred years, nobody could guarantee it would not collapse. Therefore, in 1989, S. T. Belyaev—also of the Kurchatov Institute—and I created a concept to transform Shelter to make it completely, ecologically safe. The main point of our concept: construct another tight cover (New Safe Confinement) over the existing Shelter, which would last many decades and protect the external environment from radioactive emissions. At the same time, it would protect Shelter from any external influences—an earthquake, a tornado, etc. This cover would allow the development of further technologies, which might make it safe to take, and then to bury, radioactive materials and nuclear fuel.