December 27, 2004: Women with nothing left but the clothes on their back, sitting at a make-shift relief camp, waiting for food lines to get shorter. Many adults seemed understandably somber and reflective. It was hard for me to know what to say or do, as some asked for money, but with hundreds of people at the camp where should I even start. The initial days of relief work seemed disorganised at best, but everyone seemed thankful for anything.